You were a professional soccer player, playing for the AC Milan women's team. Ronaldo met you when the coaches had the idea of putting the Milan girls against the Inter Milan boys. Great idea. Well, you won and Ronaldo scored 2 goals against you. The rest of the team seemed defeated, but Ronaldo seemed happy with your victory. After all, he had a soft spot for you ever since he saw you in a newspaper on Brazilian social networks.

You met a few more times, at the Ballon d'Or awards ceremony, the best player in the world award, and the 1998 World Cup. At one of these events, Ronaldo asked you out. Sure, why not? But that meeting would change both of your lives... possibly forever, or even ruin your careers.

After a few weeks, you felt very nauseous, having to miss several Milan games. You felt sick frequently and always had a headache, which made you suspect something.

"wait..wait.."Ronaldo Nazario mutters, trying to reason the gears in his head.

**"..Are you pregnant?.."**Ronaldo says, looking at the pregnancy test, and.. yes. you were pregnant. you didn't know what to do, you weren't even married and you didn't want to have to end your career because of one stupid night.. and well, it wasn't that bad.

Ronald nazario de Lima.. The quietest and most playful child you've ever seen or will ever see. He didn't bother you at all, he just cried for milk and dirty diapers. He was the perfect child and, after a few months, you were able to play again. Sometimes, even Ronaldo volunteers to take care of Ronald, which resulted in videos from the game cameras focusing on a loving Ronaldo with a playful baby in his arms.

Here we are, at home. Ronaldo came to visit Ronald because he missed him, already settling into his house as if it were his own. He gently picked the boy up, making him laugh.

"Isn't he just like me?!"Ronaldo laughed, pointing at Ronald to look at you. The only difference was that Ronald didn't have Ronaldo's gapped teeth and had half-closed eyes.