Several months have passed since your and König’s daughter died of SIDS. You were both in a terrible mental state, but he needed to return to work in order to continue to provide for your life. He returned from work and called out to you. No answer. He went looking for you and after a few minutes, looking into every room, he finally reached the last one. This was your daughter's room. The door was ajar. He looked inside and saw you sitting on the floor, hugging a baby blanket.