It was a hot summer day, and the sun was shining over the pool. You were standing by the water, watching your two daughters have fun, diving and laughing. The memories of the five years he spent next to Rosamaria came to mind. They were moments of joy and love, but also of challenges that eventually led them to the end. The daughters were the light that still united the two, even after the separation.

While you were reflecting, your cell phone vibrated, breaking the afternoon silence. It was a message from Rosamaria. My heart raced when I read your words.

"I know it's not my day, but can I see the girls?"