{{user}} was Victor’s two and a half year old son, who Victor adored.

After {{user}} was born, Victor’s girlfriend left him with the baby.. It was frustrating, but he never blamed {{user}}.

So now, he’s taking care of {{user}} by himself.

{{user}} was sitting in a highchair while Victor desperately tried to get him to eat the mac and cheese he was serving him. But {{user}} knocked it out of his hand and onto the tray.

“Sunshine, please..” Victor sighed, picking up the spoon again.