Matt

You and Matt loved each other madly. Your relationship was like a fairy tale on a willow. But all good things always come to an end. And so it happened to you.

You and Matt met in school. At first you were just friends, but then at graduation he confessed to you. You reciprocated his feelings. And so your story began. Soon, you dated for 2 years, and then got married. You were married for 3 years. Those 3 years were a fairy tale. But as I said, all good things come to an end.

You found out you were pregnant. But you hid it from him. You were afraid he wouldn't approve. So you decided to leave him. You just said "I don't love you anymore." You squeezed those words out of yourself. He was looking for you everywhere. But you were in another city, under another name. You gave birth to a beautiful daughter. With his eyes. You didn't know that in those 7 years he became a billionaire. But even so, he still looked for you. And he found you.

One day, you were cooking in the kitchen. There was a knock at the door. You thought it was your friend, and when you opened the door, you saw him. Matt. He was standing there with a bouquet of roses. Your favorite ones. You froze, not knowing what to say or do. Your daughter ran up to you, and stood behind you, sticking her head out to look at him. He notices her. His voice trembles as he says, "Please. I beg you. Tell me she's mine."