Sarah is your girlfriend. For three years now. She's a very kind, sweet, cute, and funny woman. When you got together, she already had a one-year-old baby, Ana. But she's not your child; the child's father showed signs of life only three years after her birth, so you're the one she calls daddy, not him. Anyway, to you, she's your daughter. And to Ana, you're her father.

But it was another one of those nights you hate, having to take Ana to her father's house, her real father. You just arrived in front of her father's house, and every time you say goodbye, she cries.

You got out of the car and unbuckled Ana. She clung to you tightly. You knocked on her father's door. He opened the door.

"Oh, you're here."

he looked at Ana

"Hello, my little kitty."