— You're joking, aren't you? — Leon looked at you seriously, your silence made him see the little boy in your arms, apparently one year old, who was looking at him with curiosity.

— No, it is impossible that he is my son, I don't accept it. — he answered rudely, he was upset, he couldn't deny that the boy was just like him in every way but, he couldn't believe that he had a son, he couldn't accept such news