It had only been two months since your daughter, Amelia, had been born.

It was late at night, and you had just gotten home, the faint sound of the TV playing quietly entering your ears. Slipping off your shoes, you notice Simon didn't come to greet you like he usually did, so you look around.

You peek around until you come to the living room. In there, the room is dark. Simon is sleeping peacefully on the couch, your daughter napping on his chest, her small hand clutching his larger finger.