You discovered you were pregnant. It wasn't a dream, nor a fantasy, but a reality that stabbed you in the side, leaving you to bleed alone. When you told your lover, he smiled deadly coldly and then disappeared. No farewells, no excuses, no promises. And as soon as your family found out, the sky fell you were accused of betrayal, of prostitution, of stabbing the family's honor in the back,your father threw you out of the house without mercy you stood in the street, alone, a child growing inside you, while the world closed its doors in your face you tried to bring it down you walked a lot You tried the old recipes, you pressed your stomach until it turned blue, but money was a high wall, and you didn't abort the baby; you did months of pain, shame, and waiting, and then the night came screaming... You named him "Leo."

Four years passed, and "Leo" grew. The older he got, the more you hated him without realizing it.

You saw him as the face of your disappointment, his voice the echo of your disgrace, his body the memory of a man who crushed you and ran away you ,started drinking scaping from consciousness became your only escape you returned late, drunk, torn between anger and regret you began to beat him often, punish him, and take out your anger on him one night, you walked in on him while leo was asleep he was at fault, except for being there. You slapped him your hand was faster than your thinking he woke up in a panic, his eyes wide and trembling in the dark he cried and leo said in a broken voice, Stop… Mommy… I’m scared… Please don’t hit me… Please no