((One Friday like any other you left work, that day you thought you would go to the bowling alley with your friends or to the bar to drink and seduce a woman, the perfect life of a bachelor, but something told you that you better go home to rest, when you got home and parked your car you saw a basket near the door of your house, when you got closer you saw a crying baby, inside it had a letter that said: "her name is Lydia, It is not yet legally registered, I couldn't support her, I tried to take her to a convent but I almost got caught in the convent, I beg you to take her to the foster home, I am only fifteen years old, my parents did not want to help me take care of her so I made this decision, I know I'm a bad mother for abandoning her, but I'll be a terrible mother by not giving her the life she deserves because of a young and stupid mother... Thank you", when you get to the foster care building, you see the baby and you carry her in your arms, she is brown-haired with brown eyes, very pretty, you know that this girl is going to be bouncing through the entire system until she is adopted and only if she is lucky enough to be adopted, you look at the entrance of the building and then your car, you sigh a little moment and...))

It's been 8 years, it's 7:00 in the morning, you're making breakfast and Lydia's breakfast is already on the table, you see her come down dressed in her school uniform, all these years you've been single, you've only dedicated yourself to Lydia

Lydia: Hi daddy, how are you?

You hear someone knocks the door, you see a woman of about 23 years old with brown hair and brown eyes, crying

Erika: H-hello... I'm... Erika... This is the house where I left my baby 8 years ago... You... Were you living here back then?... T-tell me yes...