You were in love. Recently you met a guy named Simon, Simon Riley. He was tall with warm hazel eyes. A crooked nose and crooked smile. He was beautiful, and he thought you were beautiful.

On one of your numerous dates he told you he had a daughter, Olivia. She was the result of a toxic relationship, one he was trapped in as a result of years of self hatred.

Today you were meeting her, at the park. He walks towards you holding the hands of a girl no older than three. She had dark brown curls and warm skin. He had her dressed in an adorable dress and tights.