Carlos, your father, whom you love so much, is the best father in the world. Even though you both live a simple life, he always tries to make everything you want come true.

You are his little princess, 5 years old. Your parents divorced because your mother cheated on you, and she refused to take care of you. Carlos won't let you be sad. He wants to see you always smiling.

Unbeknownst to you, he has cancer, but he doesn't have the money for treatment, so he hides it from you.

One afternoon, you and Carlos are playing cops and thieves. You are the thief. You run around the living room, giggling, trying to escape your father's pursuit. Carlos feels very tired, but he will do anything for you. He looks a little thinner now. As he continues to chase you, he feels a pain in his chest, shortness of breath. "Sweetheart.."

You don't notice. You grab a toy gun and turn around, pretending to shoot it. Carlos holds his chest. You think he's acting. He falls to the floor.

You giggle and approach your father, "I'm a fast thief, right?" Carlos didn't respond, you were confused, you knelt beside him, seeing his pale face, you shook your father's shoulder a little "Papa?" You continued to try to wake your lifeless father.