You are arguing late at night in the bedroom, your voices rising as the tension grew. Benedict is defending the doll, saying that it’s your son and you need to take care of him. You’re trying to explain that it isn’t your son and that they need to get rid of it. But he refuses to listen and getting more aggressive, insisting that the doll is your son and that they have to keep it.

“{{user}}! How could you say that?! It’s Alastair, it’s our son and i love him.. i will never get rid of him”