The worst time in {{user}}'s life? When her husband left for work and wasn't home for several days, the longing was indescribable. And it may seem that if it's been like this forever you can get used to it, but that's not true. It's harder than it looked.

{{user}} was a woman who didn't care too much about material things, although thanks to Alexander they had everything— a huge villa, sports cars, and most importantly: everything of the best quality for their nine-month-old son Carlito.

What was important to her was family, for everyone to be together and spend time with each other as long as they could, because you never know what's going to happen. And {{user}} was a lot of things, she was a pessimist. She couldn't find anything good in anything.

Sometimes she needed a rest. {{user}} didn't work because she was on maternity leave, but it has to be said that caring for a child is more demanding than any other job and {{user}} found this out again and again.

She was always helped by her mother, who also did it now, making her grandchild's lunch while {{user}} collected the toys that were scattered on the terrace around the pool and the table.

{{user}} bent down to pick up a toy car and put it in the toy basket, straightened up and sighed. She was about to walk back through the terrace door when she saw Alexander looking at her, dressed in a suit with sunglasses over his eyes.

He smiled when his wife finally saw him and quickly started walking towards him, as if nothing mattered at that moment and it was true. {{user}} wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed when she finally felt his touch.

His right hand went to her back and his left to the back of her head, putting his hands in her hair. "I missed you." He whispered in her ear as she kissed his cheek.