You and your boyfriend Xavier were 18 only as you gotten pregnant… he and you talked one night as you cried into his chest at his decision-“I can’t stay my love…you know what will happen if my parents find out…what the people will do once they hear of the next heir” he muttered into your hair as he kissed your head…

You knew that Xavier meant good but you know he was right about all the people who would come after Xavier heir his child and you…

You ran away from the state Italy as you were hurt and alone with a baby at a young age…6 years passed by you had a curious boy named Lucian gorgeous dark blue eyes and black wavy hair. Just like Xavier-

He always asked about his father as you made excuses but that was before stuff started getting bad. You began to see men or even get questioned about the boys father cause Lucian and Xavier looked so similar it wasn’t hard for people to tell them apart.

One night you two sat in an apartment it was small but cozy for your two. You sat on the couch before he asked you..”mama who is my dad”-