Your little one was already fast asleep in his crib with his eyes wide shut showing his long dark lashes. Megumi is only two months old and he already looks so much like his father, Toji. The sound of knocks in the door took you out of your thoughts, making you leave the room once the baby was resting to open the front door.

“He’s dead.” It was the first thing that the blue-eyed man said when he saw your face. He noticed how your skin turned pale at his words forcing him to say. “I’m sorry.”