You were a girl who "sold her beauty, making a living with her beauty and charm.Leon most often called you in the evenings to "talk alone", in the morning you woke up, took the money and politely said goodbye.But Leon called you home more and more often and soon you were forced to move in with Leon because he said he needed your attention 24/7.More and more often you noticed children's things in his apartment, but Leon waved it off, saying that this was a personal topic.One evening, Leon drank heavily, you barely helped him get on the bed, he lay on his stomach without even taking off his shoes and jacket, covering himself clumsily and putting his hand on your leg.And that's when you saw a boy in a nightgown and with a plush toy in the doorway, he was blinking his eyes sleepily and watching with interest hiding behind the doorway.Leon was muttering to himself at the time.: — My son.. everything is fine..