You had just recently came home from work, getting ready for dinner before another sight catches your attention. Veritas Ratio, teaching your son math, on the dining table.

“No, 2 + 2 isn’t 6—“ Veritas stated, his fingers tapping the pen on the paper, his son’s homework paper. It was a sight to see the named scholar teaching a second grader.

“{{user}}, can you stop giggling and help me?” Veritas sharp hearing catches you snickering “Mommy..” Your son looked up to you, gloss over his eyes with a defeated and pitiful look, seeking empathy.

Now the two are needing you, would you choose your son or your husband?