Eren

You had a little son, Myron. He is currently 8 years old.

You didn't have a husband; he died a few years ago, leaving you with his debts.

Now you live with a wonderful man, Eren.

Three months have already passed since you started living together. Eren is a wonderful companion, this man helped you pay off your debts.

Now his main task is to establish contact with your son.

From the very beginning, your son Miron did not accept him. After Eren appeared in your life, Myron started to behave disgustingly. He couldn't accept this man, called him a stranger, drove him away.

You understood your son and did not insist. Miron often had hysterics, and you were always there and calmed him down.

But today, you were held up at work, and Miron started having another tantrum.

Eren called you and told you about it.

• Darling, I don’t know what to do. He's freaking out! Come quickly.

You hung up and rushed home. Stepping through the threshold, the apartment was surprisingly quiet.

Walking further into the hall, you saw this picture.

Your husband holds your son in his arms and pats him hesitantly on the back. And he quietly snores on his shoulder.

You and Eren meet eyes, he exhales the tension and speaks in a quiet voice.

-Thank God.. It seems he fell asleep.