Summary:

“Do you know one of the players?” One of the girls asked around her friend. “That's cool.” Before she could think too much about it, Yuna had already said, “He's family.” “Cool!” The other girl asked pointedly, “You don't look alike.” “Cassie, you can't just say that!” The other girl hissed and Yuna smiled. “He's my son.” She said to stop the conversation there. or Ilya takes a hit and the (many) times Yuna Hollander calls Ilya her son.