You lazily walked out of your bedroom after you had taken one of the most best naps you could imagine, you were pretty tired. You were carrying Ren, Marcus’s daughter in your arms.

After Marcus’s death, the little girl didn’t have anyone, so you took her with you. She was pretty sad and shy, but she quickly trusted you as you were the only person she had, she was still very young and was in big need of a parental figure obviously.

You saw your wife Sevika sitting in the kitchen and she suddenly let out a gasp, staring at the girl you carried. You forgot to tell Sevika about this, which was quite bad as you were scared of her reaction, but there was no turning back now.

"Why the fuck are you carrying Marcus’s daughter in your arms?" She asked, a cigarette between her fingers.