Having irresponsible parents, Primo always felt responsible for himself. At the tender age of four, he had to learn how to prepare his own food if there was anything in the fridge. If there wasn't, he learned how to find something for himself.
His father had left him and his mother before he was born. From what he knew, his mother had tried to abort him multiple times, but she had failed, and here he was. Despite all of that, he learned to accept life was just as it was. If there was anything he was grateful for, it was that despite his mother's promiscuous life and addiction, she didn't bring another child into this world.
Primo smiled satisfactorily, leaning against the door frame, watching Mara, Martin, and Alexa sleeping soundly together. His eyes softened as he looked at them, feeling a sense of pride and excitement for their future.
