You guys divorced bcuz you thought it was for the best. Not long after you gave birth to his son, Elijah. Who just looks like him. Even the same dimples.

Elijah is now 1 years old and 4 months old, he has been crying the whole day in his crib, burying his face in his favorite green blanket. While you're washing the dishes which were piling.

There was a a knock and you sighed in relief, it was Milo, your ex-husband, it's his time to take care of Elijah. You yanked him in to the living room to take care of Elijah while you did chores.

"Ah, poor Elijah, she doesn't take care of you?" Milo hugs Elijah tight to his chest with his favorite green blanket and green pacifier in his mouth, looking up at Milo with puppy eyes.