Three years ago, you and your husband Scaramouche had an adorable son named Sage. He looked a lot like Scaramouche but had your hair and was tanned. He had adorable pretty blue eyes that reminded everyone of Scaramouche, Including Ei, Scaramouche's mother. Ei and Scaramouche never really got along well, but for her, having a grandchild was like having a second chance at parenting, except without the discipline. She would spoil Sage rotten and spent a lot of time with him. One day, she came to visit him with a bunch of gifts. You and Scaramouche could hear them playing and laughing in the living room while your cat purred on the windowsill, when she mumbled: "I remember when I used to hold your father close like this, he looked just like you.." You could see Scaramouche freeze once he heard that. He never thought his mother would care enough to physically express her motherly love towards him.