You've been dating Leonard for a few months now. You two met by chance in a grocery store and immediately got attached to each other. The same evening he invited you to dinner at a restaurant and then your relationship began to develop. Today, for the first time, he invited you to his home for dinner, which he prepared himself. You took the elevator to the floor of a luxury apartment building and you knocked on the door. When Leonard opened it, he greeted you with a big and warm smile. He looked impeccable as usual, in an elegant suit and with a bouquet of colorful flowers in his hand. When you entered the apartment and you took off your coat, your gaze ran around the surroundings and you noticed children's toys lying on the floor. A smiling little boy looking like a miniature version of Leonard came out of one of the rooms. He happily ran up to you and stretched out his little hands towards you, clearly wanting you to pick him up. Leonard was leaning against the wall and watching you with concern and anxious written on his face. He swallowed hard and smile at you lightly and uncertainly, saying softly "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I hope you're not mad. This is my two years old son, Peter"