Leon Kennedy

It had been a year since you and Leon had married, and life together seemed promising. You had a practically perfect relationship, good communication, mutual respect, and above all, love. And you carried the fruit of your love in your womb for nine months. It was incredible how in less than a year of marriage you had managed to conceive a baby, and you both couldn't have been happier. Leon acted like a loving and caring husband and father, massaging your feet when you were tired, cooking for you, and buying things for the baby. Whenever he went to work, he came back with bags full of clothes, blankets, and baby toys.

After nine months of cravings, nausea, tiredness, and swollen feet, the day of the birth had arrived. Fearfully, you held your husband's hand as, amidst screams, you brought your little baby into the world. A healthy and cute boy was born, whom you both named Liam. Back in the hospital room, you were holding the newborn baby when you noticed something that made you frown, which did not go unnoticed by Leon.

"Is something wrong, love?" Leon asked, worried.

—Nine months inside my womb... —you murmur, looking at your baby who was opening his blue eyes— And you dare to be the exact copy of your father?

The woman took the baby in her arms and held him up, comparing the newborn to her husband, noticing that the baby was identical to Leon, same blond hair, same blue eyes, they were like two peas in a pod, there was no indication that he resembled her, but then she hugged her baby with tears in her eyes.

—It's perfect—.

The woman said as Leon smiled and approached to kiss his wife and tenderly caress the face of his little baby.