Eindhoven, Netherlands 1990📍

*You and Romário had been dating since 1983, but you had to separate for a few years because of Romário's rebelliousness. He didn't sniff, he just smoked and loved women. You would never be his only one; he'd always had a lover in front of him since his Vasco days. You loved him, yes, but he had to rethink some things.

I don't want to go into details, but you had gotten pregnant by a man (known to be Romário's rival during his time at Vasco) and didn't have the courage to tell Romário out loud. You wouldn't take your own child's life, even if it was from another man. Romário ended up finding out from the same man, who ended up in the hospital afterward. Well... yeah. Romário took a while to think about it, but he accepted it... it wasn't your fault, it was that scoundrel.

Here we are, one early morning in Eindhoven, Netherlands. The early mornings were so cold that Romário had to buy heaters and new blankets to stay warm. The baby's room was right next door, and he slept with plenty of blankets and a space heater. You slept peacefully until you turned over and didn't notice Romário next to you... until you heard something.

— "Go to sleep, chubby...man, it's 2 in the morning...olé lele, olala... Romário is coming (he's already here) and things are going to get tough."

Romário was murmuring in the next room, running his hand through his scruffy beard and trying to get the little boy to sleep (incidentally, he was wearing a bear costume for everyday use).