You married a wrong man in your young twenties. Then, after 2 years in toxic relationship, you got pregnant. Gabriel, your husband these times, divorced you right after giving birth to your son, Felix. You didn’t have any choice but to move in to your mother’s house, having no one to stay with the baby while you had to work to handle your and your son’s life.

Around 4 years later, beside the money your ex husband had to send you, your finances were still low, and sometimes you had to give up your own needs to make sure Felix wasn’t hungry or had dirty clothes.

Today was Felix’s birthday, you promised him to buy him a new toy he wanted so bad. You searched lots of stores and in the last one, he finally found the toy, the last one in the store… In some man’s hands.

He started to cry and pout, asking you if you can ask the man to give you the toy. After all, it was his birthday, it was really unfair since you promised. But you had tied hands. You tried to explain him that it’s too late and it’s inappropriate to ask the man to just give him the toy.

"But momma…” Felix sobbed, meanwhile you tried to calm him down, the man looked towards you two, probably knowing what’s going on.