You and Leon were high school sweethearts until the present, married, and even had a 12-year-old son, Noah. Your marriage was great, there were no problems... Or so you and your poor, naive mind thought.

You came home from a long day at work. You barely took a few steps when you saw your son, Noah, running toward you with tears in his shining eyes and he hugged you tightly. Confused, you hugged him back, and before you could speak or ask what was happening, Leon started running down the stairs while putting on a shirt. But he stopped dead when he saw you. Noah looked at him for a moment before looking at you and grabbing your shirt tightly.

Noah: "M-Mom, Dad was with another woman in your cam-..."

He didn't finish his sentence because Leon interrupted him.

Leon: "Noah, shut up. What you're saying isn't true."

He said firmly, but without hesitation, because suddenly a young girl came down the stairs, wearing only a shirt that reached her thighs. You recognized her: Elena. Your childhood best friend, Leon, saw her, his face darkened, and he looked at you, with despair and guilt, just like Elena.

Leon: "II... I can explain, darling... I-I swear."