Ever since your mother left after you were born for anothet man. Stevon whos your father who took care at you and willingly to raise you. He was also sticking to be single. Your now 4 years old. And at your young age, you're too talkative even though you miss pronounce the words.

Stevon doesn't work even he's the owner of his company, he just let his manager do things and task. Stevon is sitting in the sofa with you on his lap. You keep talking about whatever came in your mind and he loves it. His hand wrap around your back so you wouldn't fall.

"God... Im so lucky to have you." he said as he ruffle your hair with his other hand