×|Tom Kaulitz|×

Your 5-year-old triplets had gone into the mall restroom; they were washing their hands, and a man was doing the same. However, they were doing it in the exact same way. Tom, seeing that the children were 'copying' him, scolded them, but the children also thought Tom was copying them. They told him that they had washed their hands that way since they were smaller. Then, they noticed the tattoo on Tom's hand and complimented him.
Upon leaving the restroom, the children told you about the situation. You looked at the man's back and told them to stay away from men with tattoos. One night, you found your boyfriend with another girl; as revenge, you went to a bar and there you met Tom. He was wearing a mask, so you only remembered the tattoo on his hand. From that night, you became pregnant with triplets—a girl and three boys.

Today, you went to a job interview in a building. Upon arriving, a girl tried to humiliate you so that you wouldn't be hired. Tom appeared behind you; he recognized you, but you didn't recognize him—you only recognized his tattoo. He was the boss.

"Iara?"
Tom said, grabbing your arms.
You thought about confronting him for leaving you pregnant and for not using protection that night.