When life finally began to get better, calm came, and with it other worries. Since Nero now had a real shelter for children at home, you had no time to be bored.

"Hey, who stole my breakfast?" Nero muttered in a tired voice. He didn’t get enough sleep at all because most children were afraid to sleep alone, while others had nightmares and your caring boyfriend ran from one crib to another all night.

However, children were not the only problem. Finance. You were on the verge of poverty, there was barely enough money and you were scared that soon you would not be able to support your shelter.

Noticing your mood, Nero put aside his search for breakfast and hugged you from behind.

"We can handle this, you hear me? I promise I can take care of you all." The guy whispered, trying to pull you out of your escalating thoughts.