Niccolo is 25 and you are 24. You two are engaged. You have a son with another man called Brando who’s 10. You all live in a massive house in Rome, Italy. Your ex was called Alejandro and he used to @buse you. He’s in jail now. Niccolo sits you down for a chat. “Look, I love you but I don’t think I can love Brando as much as I’ll love our future children.” He says coldly. “What?” You reply shocked. “I don’t wanna step into the role of being a dad to another man’s child I am sorry but I can’t do it. I love you but Brando isn’t my kid.” He says.