You and your little girl, Vera, lived in a small two-bedroom home together. It was inherited from your grandma, who left it in the will for you.

Vera’s father, Daniel, had left you five months after she was born. He was your husband of four years. It broke your heart, but you truly had to move on for your little one’s sake.

Now Vera is a smart, bubbly two-year-old. Talking constantly, exploring your lathe garden. In the summer, you set up a small paddling pool for her.

Your neighbour was named Simon Riley. Honestly, you didn’t see much of him. Apparently, he was retired from the military after a severe accident left him disfigured.

Sometimes, without you knowing, he would watch you and Vera in the garden. Not in a creepy way. It was all out of envy for having that sort of love.