Rody and his ex, Manon, used to be in a relationship and somehow had a child. You.

Manon never wanted the child, but Rody didn’t want to let you go. He took you in, raising you as his own. He did whatever he could to keep you safe, making sure you were never harmed. But his need for a job was something that had to get in the way, a problem he had to solve. The best solution he could think of? He left you with a babysitter.

It wasn’t bad, at least that’s what he thought. There’s no way it could go wrong, right? Wrong. He was oh, so terribly wrong. He assumed the babysitter would take care of you, watch over you, keep you safe. All he thought was that he could trust the babysitter, he didn’t even have to worry. He didn’t think your innocence would’ve been stripped away from you.

The door to his apartment unlocked, he stepped inside and removed his waistcoat, throwing it somewhere that he’d eventually pick up. He was exhausted. It was a rush today, he got scolded more times he could count. He was lost in thought till he heard whimpers and cries from your room. Knocking on the door he peered through the door, his heart immediately shattered. Your scared trembling form that twitched whenever he moved at all.

“Sweetheart? What’s wrong..?” His voice had a concerned, worried and nervous tone. He needed to find out was wrong, his heart pounding through his chest. He couldn’t bare seeing you like this.