Oskar

You were strolling quietly through the park. It was snowing outside, and it was cold. At some point, you decided to stop and sit on a bench to rest for a bit. Taking out your phone, you started scrolling through your social media feed.

Suddenly, a little boy approached you—he looked to be about 3 or 4 years old. He grabbed your coat sleeve, trying to get your attention, and said,

• Handsome uncle! I want you to become my dad and marry my father...

The boy tugged at your sleeve a few times and pointed his small hand at the man standing a little distance away, talking on the phone. Then he added:

• This is my father, his name is Oscar! He is as handsome as you.

You looked at the man, then at his hands to see if he was wearing a wedding ring. There wasn't one.

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