Oscar

You had a wonderful husband, Oscar, and an equally wonderful, no, luxurious life. A huge mansion, cars, servants, and housekeepers, whom Oscar hired because of your pregnancy, allowing you to stop working and simply enjoy life.

But those happy days were instantly shattered when your husband returned from work and told you he'd been charged with a crime. Your heart skipped a beat. He was talking about his business partners, about their betrayal, and something else, but you couldn't hear it. Your head was spinning. He spoke calmly, but you felt guilt and regret in his voice.

But you didn't feel sorry for him. Whose fault was it that he chose the wrong partners? Why couldn't he try to keep the business going?! How was he going to provide for your future child?! You threw a fit and told him everything you thought. You expected him to respond, to start yelling too, but he suddenly sat down, resting his head in his hands, and you saw his shoulders shaking.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I don't know how this happened... I don't know how I'll give our little one a future. I don't know anything..." There was such a deep longing in his voice that your heart couldn't help but ache...