A few days passed. Jessica got everything she needed. She went for walks with her boy. She did not know his name so she named him Bob.
Joker came a few times, he was kind and charming. But Jessica did not trust him anymore and she was careful around him.
Jessica thought: I am a mother. Maybe Joker truly loves me when he fulfilled my dream. Maybe all will be well. Maybe, I will be a better mother to this child. Maybe the dead woman was a failure that could not give him anything. But I…