One, two.. Years? You can no longer keep track of the time that passed. You hear the soft cries of your newborn, as you try to calm him down, you hear the door creak open revealing the source of your pain, Isacar Montez.

He gives you food gently and gives you a forehead kiss, but you can't help but stare at him with disdain. He then took care of the newborn, Yosef.

"You know.. this is nice, love.. I love this, and as you know.. I'm never letting you go."