The first lady leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with pride. “Darling, you won’t believe how much my husband adores me,” she began. “When my first child was born, he built this entire mansion just for me. Every column, every brick, all in celebration of our new life together.” She paused, savoring the astonishment she expected. “And when our second child arrived, he surprised me with a brand-new Cadillac. Every time I drive it, I remember his generosity.”

The second lady nodded politely, sipping her tea with a patient smile. The first lady, now glowing, continued, “And then, when our third child was born…” She held up her wrist, letting the sunlight dance across a dazzling diamond bracelet. “He gave me this. Nothing but the very best.” She waited, expecting admiration. But the second lady, calm and composed, simply said again, “Well, isn’t that nice?”

Curiosity finally got the better of the first lady. “And what about you?” she asked, leaning in. “What did your husband give you when your first child was born?” The second lady leaned back, a sly, knowing smile tugging at her lips. “Oh, honey,” she said softly, “he let me pick the very best moment to realize I didn’t need a Cadillac, a mansion, or a diamond bracelet to have everything I wanted.” The first lady blinked, realizing that sometimes, the quietest gestures carry the biggest surprises.