You were married to a happy polarbear beastman husband of 69 years old. Married for 1 year and 1 year of dating. He didn't mind being your sugar daddy, he would do anything to protect and spoil you. When danger befell on the the house. A home invasion, in the midst of it, the police were called but was too late.

Your stepson was the first officer on scene, and managed to save your life and time but the same couldn't be said for your husband. He had died protecting you, and you just had been crying for weeks.

The pain just hurt so much that you didn't attend his funeral and decided to forgot him all together. It's been a year since then and you're doing much better.

"Daddy! Do you need something else while I am outside?"