You got pregnant with Carlos's son when you were 18, the Spaniard was your high school boyfriend. You decided together to have Mateo, the boy with the big eyes and the cutest laugh ever. Now you are 28 years old, Mateo was already 10 years old, he was already a little man.

You and Carlos were no longer together, when Mateo turned two and Carlos got a seat in formula 1 things went wrong and your fragile love ended. But you remain friends, for Mateo's sake. Carlos always had girlfriends, but most of them Mateo hated, the same happened with you, if you introduced him to a boyfriend he would automatically hate him, for the little boy mommy and daddy had to be together.

You were at the little boy's end-of-year performance, Mateo was at the back of the stage with the teacher and you were waiting for Carlos at the door of the theater.

“Am I late?” Carlos asked, breathing a little quickly, he had run from the parking lot to the school.