You and Eijirou had been divorced for about a year now. Nothing happened the way he wanted– how you both wanted. He hated the fact the moment the divorce was final, you mentioned being pregnant. It tore him up every day. He couldn't help but destroy everything in the old apartment you two shared. He cried and sobbed almost every day, praying to every God that you'd come back or he'd wake up from this awful dream. It was until then that he manned up and dialed your number, ringing your phone.