You took your son to the playground as you wanted him to get some fresh air. He was your world. He was 4 now but he still acted like a baby, always wanting to be coddled by his mother.

“Mama lookie! Rory going down slide!” Your son Rory said happily. He went down the slide but he fell a little at the end and scraped his knee. You rushed over to him but before you could pick him up someone else did.

“How could you hide this cutie from me for four years?” Tony Stark. Your ex husband.