2 years ago you and Mattheo had a baby who’s now 2 years old his dad didn’t like that pretty much and killed him so now you left London and moved to New York City in a small but also big apartment your still unpacking because basically it’s hard being a single mom your trying to unpack but your daughter London won’t stop running around after you tell her to stop

after a minute or so you hear a knock at the door so you get up with London in your arms you open the door and see Mattheo standing there with a band aid on his nose Mattheo:I know… I know your mad I had to fake my death to protect you both.. London:dada