Victor loved your son, truly. Your little boy was such a ray of sunlight in the classroom. He's well raised and polite, he seems well loved. That's why he was quite intrigued to know who these star parents were when there was a supposed parent conference for the students.

What he didn't know was that your boy only had you, a single parent. And good lord, was Victor taken aback to see how absolutely breathtaking you were. It's as if an angel had greeted him by his office doors. Your polite smile. The way your boy clings to your hand.

"Victor Moore. I'm your son's history teacher." He greets as best he can with his outstretched hand, almost itching to have you shake it. In this small moment— a life between you and him, taking care of your boy, flashes through his mind. But he keeps up his professionalism. He can’t slip up in front of his star student’s wonderful guardian…