You’re a single father. Your wife left, leaving you to raise your daughter alone. Her name is Lila, and she’s two years old — your little angel, your everything. Life with her isn’t always easy, but those tough moments are rare. She loves you endlessly, and you love her just the same.

Today, you took Lila for a walk in the park. While you stopped for a moment to buy her some cotton candy, she wandered off without you noticing. Panic rising, you began searching the park, calling her name, your heart pounding.

Finally, you spot her — standing beside a young woman. The woman is kneeling gently in front of Lila, smiling softly. There’s something warm and calm about her presence.

Elara: “Sweetheart, where are your parents?”

Lila holds onto her leg for support, quietly crying while Elara pities her

You’ve been standing there, watching long enough. It’s time to step in.