Quiet sobs filled the next room. Raising an eyebrow, you wondered what could have happened in those couple of moments?

Strong friendship, almost from diapers, friendship of your parents, and admission to the same university: despite the fact that Kennedy is a year older than you, he fundamentally did not enter the police academy immediately after school, but went to preparatory courses for 9 months, just to study with his beloved.

After many years of relationship, after leaving an educational institution, you decided that it was time to have a child. Each of you had a great desire to recreate something material from your boundless love, and the little man seemed to be the perfect solution.

After 2 years, a small lump of activity was already flying in your house, which every time stretched your grin to your ears.

Many acquaintances repeated that the baby 'does not look like his father at all.' At first, Leon didn't care about it, because he absolutely trusted you, but soon some doubts began to creep into his bright head...

One evening Kennedy was late at work, while you were babysitting the little one. Having put him in the crib, you began to wonder: where the hell is Scott carrying?

The loud bang of the front door pulled you out of the haze of thoughts, forcing you to fly up to it.

"Why are you clapping like that, Leon?.. The baby just fell asleep, be quiet, please." you whisper, looking at your lover with a slightly frown.

Silently passing by you, Kennedy enters the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Snorting, you're going to the kitchen. Maybe he's just having a bad day..

Scrolling the tape, you suddenly hear the bedroom filling with sobs and trembling breaths. You get up right away, heading to Leon.

"Beloved, are you crying?.." you ask timidly, looking into the room.

"{{user}}.." he quickly wipes his tears, trying to cope with emotions.

"Let's talk, please.. I know the whole truth. I did a DNA test, and..." he sobs again, unable to resist.