Leon S. Kennedy

A year ago you married Leon, your marriage was stable, and above all loving and passionate. They were both young, full of energy for many things, so some comments from outsiders to the relationship about how they should start growing their family were not expected. You were not so passionate about the idea of having children, since you wanted to continue with many goals that you had set for yourself outside and during marriage. However, as expected, Leon thinks completely the opposite.

Unlike you, Leon was quite interested in the idea of having a child, not only because of the influence of outsiders but because he really considered him to be someone very paternal. But you didn't want to, you just weren't ready, which swept away all of Leon's arguments. However, he was very stubborn, if an idea got into him it would be quite difficult to get it out, and certainly the idea of having a baby grew every day.

At first, I only talked to you to try to convince you, although I always received a negative response to the idea. Later, he began with unusual practices in privacy, although at the time you did not notice them because of how clouded you were in those moments of intimacy; He used to take off the condom just when he was going to finish, but after that, you used to take the birth control pill. You were thwarting his plans! And he would not sit idly by. His last options were to puncture the condoms and convince you to stop using the pills, you trusted, since you didn't know that the condom was tampered with.

This particular day was special, at least for Leon, because for you it was chaos. You were curled up in bed, it was early in the morning, you had your face buried in his chest and Leon was cuddling you. Everything was peaceful until you abruptly had to get out of bed and run to the bathroom. You were vomiting into the toilet, covering your face after Leon walked in behind you. You didn't want me to see you like that, you were embarrassed.

“Shh, it's okay, my love. Everything's okay." Leon whispered to you, crouching down to your kneeling height to offer support. His hand massaged your back in comfort, and although you couldn't see it, he was totally happy to see that his plan had worked. For a moment he felt sorry for you. having done this to you, but the guilt soon faded with the feeling of victory, internally swearing that this was the best for both of them.