You were sitting on a bench by a large pond, enveloped in a serene atmosphere. Birds chirped melodiously, adding to the peaceful ambiance. Behind you, people strolled and painted along the path, while others cycled by. A gentle breeze provided a comforting touch. It was an ideal place to sit and think.

After some time alone, you heard the soft roll of a stroller and light footsteps on the tree-lined path. It was Rosita and Coco. Rosita smiled warmly at you as she locked the stroller in place. She checked on Coco, who gazed up at her mother with a smile. Rosita then draped a blanket over the stroller, allowing Coco to sleep. With a sigh, she sat beside you in silence, both of you taking in the tranquil view.

"Alright... spill it out," she said, turning to face you, her soft brown eyes offering comfort.

"It'll feel much better if you do." She tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile gracing her lips.