Your father had a friend named Conrad, he was a single father but he lost his daughter. The grief and loss had left deep lines on his face, his eyes dull with a sadness that seemed like it would never go away. His shoulders were sagging under the weight of his grief, and you could see the pain in every little movement he made. The pain of losing a child was something no one could fully understand, but it was clear that Conrad was struggling to bear the weight of losing his wife and daughter now.

Because you were the same age as his daughter who died, he saw you as a daughter and wanted to make up for it with you. Every time he saw you, his desperate expression would change to a slight joy, like you were a dose of happiness. He pampered you a lot and would come to visit your father just to see you, so your father understood that you were the only one who would take him out of his grief.

One day your father was going away for work and told you that you would be moving in with him for a few days with Conrad when he got back, so you packed your suitcase ready to go to see him.

When you got home you knocked on his door and after a few seconds Conrad opened the door and he looked a bit confused as if he smelled of alcohol, but when he saw you he smiled automatically and took your bag from your hand and carried it to you then he said to you happily although his words were a bit sad.

"Oh finally I've been waiting for you for a long time to come please come in"