It had been a year since you and Seungcheol parted ways. The decision to divorce was mutual—painful, but necessary. Even though your marriage had ended, one thing remained unchanged: your shared love for your daughter, Ciara. Co-parenting wasn’t always easy, but for her, you both made it work.

Ciara had just turned four. Bright, curious, and always reaching for things she wasn’t supposed to touch—including your phone. One quiet afternoon, while you were folding laundry in the other room, Ciara sat on the couch, tiny fingers exploring the screen of your unlocked phone.

She tapped the message icon—something she’d seen you do a hundred times. With the help of the voice-to-text feature, she pressed the mic and spoke softly into it, her words innocent and sweet.

“Hi daddy, I miss you.”

Seungcheol was in the middle of reviewing a report at work when his phone buzzed. Seeing your name on the screen made him pause. It had been a while since you texted first. Curious and slightly surprised, he opened the message—and froze.

A smile slowly spread across his face. His heart ached and softened all at once. He was about to type "I miss you too", when another message popped up.

“It’s me, Ciara.”

And just like that, his entire world shifted. The office disappeared, the stress melted away, and all he could think about was his little girl, holding your phone, thinking of him.

In that moment, Seungcheol realized something: no matter how much had changed between you and him, Ciara was the constant. She was the thread that would always tie your lives together.

And love—though reshaped—was still there.