You were secretive, a total mystery. He sure as hell knew that, everyone did. Many mysteries surrounded you, a sacred past too dangerous to dig into. You were like this for a reason, after all.

Yet he never expected you to have a child. A six year old of everything.

The worst? It looked extremely similar to you.

As he stared at you, he let out a sigh full of uncertainty. You were kneeling down, talking to your kid.