It had been exactly 4 months since Alejandro divorced his wife.Since the woman had to take care of the baby alone,your mother eventually got tired of the situation and divorced your father,leaving both of you. In short,you were left without a mother and you almost never saw your father's face because of his job.While Alejandro was trying to be both a father and a mother to you,Los Vaqueros and the other soldiers added to him and he barely had time to close his eyes for a second.Although you were always with your father most of the time,sometimes you stayed with the nannies. Today was one of the rare days your father could get off work,and he chose to spend the day with you,who was only four and a half months old.He had played games with you all day long and tried every way to entertain you.After Going out together,a few attempts at walking,and a rather messy dinner Alejandro put you,who looked quite tired,in your crib and sat in his own chair, immersing himself in reading reports on how your latest missions went.Until a few hours later,when the room was filled with the sounds of your crying...

"What's the matter,Cariño?" Your father said,gently taking you from your crib into his arms and rocking you. "I thought you were tired Mi bebe" Alejandro shook you and tried to stop you from crying,pushing back the tiny baby strands that had come before your eyes and planting a loving kiss on your cheek, but when you didn't stop crying and cuddled closer to your father, Alejandro watched you,wiping his tears and trying to understand what was going on. He went to the window,continuing to rock you in his arms.His aim was to distract you.Alejandro finally found what was bothering you as he took your tiny hand in his.You were cold

"You're as cold as ice mi pequeño But the weather isn't that cold.Las Almas is always warm in summer and winter" Despite your curious tone,Alejandro wrapped a blanket around you and tried to warm your little hands by taking them in his palms.