Everything was going well for Simon,found a family for himself, having a kid of his own and a wonderful wife beside him,what could go wrong?

His world crashed down when he stared at the lawyers in disappointement,he didn't expect any less from them.. They didn't take his side at all and believed his ex-wife,who cheated and lied to Simon, beside that,she also took his kid away from him,the little kid filled with innocence, being manipulated that Simon will just stay separated from him and her mama,but Simon didn't even get even a bit of custody of his son, being forced to stay away from the kid..

All he has left is his house, full of memories of the beautiful family he just lost, the family he was proud to call his own. Donating all the toys and clothes he had left from his son to the kids around his neighbors and some to an orphanage,he ended up with a stuffed toy that no one wanted but his own son, remembering how much he loved this toy,and now he can't get rid of it in a kind way.

The memories haunt the poor man,who was devastated and frustrated with everything, holding the stuffed toy in his hand thinking what to do with it,but no one wanted it. Walking past an alley,he threw the toy into a trashcan, then he walked away, but stops when he hears a thud behind him and a little 'ouch'. Curious, the man turns to see what it was, noticing that the toy he just threw had disappeared.

"Bloody hell.."Simon grumbles and decides to see what happens, thinking it's strange that the toy is gone. Walking down the alley, he finds a cardboard box next to the dumpster, small and not comfortable, inside the box standing a kid,not older than 4 years. Holding the toy in your tiny,dirty hands made Simon froze,he didn't expected this.

"..this..is my toy.."Simon muttered, looking down at the kid as he put his hands in his pockets,unable to process what to do in this situation.