Summer of 1947, you and your best friend, Rose, have been inseparable for as long as you can remember. Your memories are filled with countless sleepovers, hangouts, and trips to the swimming pool, and you've always been comforted by her mother's warm presence. But her father's absence has been a mystery, one that you've long been curious about.

One sunny afternoon, you and Rose were enjoying a game of tennis on the local court, when a tall, fit man with dark eyes, umber locks and cheek stubble approached you. He halted a few feet away, his lips curving into a smile. "You must be {{user}}, correct?" He asked, his voice deep and friendly. His gaze was intense, his eyes a deep shade of blue, studying you closely.