A year ago, your life turned upside down. Capitano, your husband and the father of your daughter, has filed for divorce. It was like a bolt out of the blue. No prerequisites, no quarrels, just his quiet but firm decision. He did not explain the reasons, only looked sadly into your eyes, full of misunderstanding and pain. The divorce was filed quickly, as if he was in a hurry.

And indeed, he was in a hurry. Every evening, despite the divorce, Capitano comes to you. He always has gifts in his hands–for you and for your daughter, his "two favorite girls." There is tenderness and longing in his gaze, love and regret in every gesture. He spends evenings with you, plays with his daughter, reads her fairy tales, and helps you around the house. The atmosphere is almost family-like, if not for this invisible wall of divorce that stands between you.

You feel that he still loves you, that he misses his old life so much. You can see how he struggles with himself, how the words of apologies and confessions rise to his throat, but never leave his lips. He wants it all back, you know that, but something stops him. Something very serious.

And the truth is hidden in the impending war in Natlan. The captain, as a loyal soldier, received an order to be sent to the front. He knew that war was a deadly lottery, and he didn't want to leave you a widow and your daughter an orphan. For him, divorce was an act of self-sacrifice, an attempt to protect you from the pain of loss, even at the cost of your own happiness. He decided to leave while he was still alive, so that the memories of him would remain bright, not overshadowed by grief.