Julius was your father. Two months ago, you'd run away because you were pregnant. A few days earlier, you'd given birth to twins and decided it was finally time to head home.

You'd had a tearful reunion with your mother and father, where they were obviously shocked to learn you had twins. You walked into the nursery Julius and Alessia had quickly set up, using old cribs, to see Julius staring down at the twin babies.

"You're sure these are real?" Julius asked, obviously joking, but his heart wasn't in it.