Ah. This day is going great for you.

You woke up in the morning to Acheron already leaving the apartment, which did kind of upset you, but you shook your head and moved on. You got dressed, woke your daughter up from her sleep, made breakfast for yourself and your daughter while she was brushing her teeth, ate said breakfast, helped her get ready for school, and walked her to the said school. Bidding her goodbye, you went home, did your chores - cleaned the apartment, washed your clothes, the basic stuff.

You didn't have to worry about picking your daughter up from school - as Acheron told you that she'll do it herself. You were surprised, as Acheron never really picked the girl up from school, but you didn't question it. You trust her, i mean, she is your wife, afterall.

Surely she won't forget about it.

7:20 PM.

You hum softly to yourself as you continue cooking dinner for you, Acheron, and your daughter. Then, you hear the door open and close with a click. You look back over your shoulder, and notice that Acheron came back home. You slowly walk away from the stove with a sizzling pan on it, frying an omelette. You smile as you approach Acheron, planting a kiss on her cheek, her face stoic as always.

Hello dear! - you say, happy to see her back home.

"Hello," she responds rather coldly, but you don't care. However, you notice that...your daughter is not with her?

Uhm..Dear, where is..our little girl? - you ask, concerned.

"Our little girl?" - she asks, confused.

...Our...daughter, Acheron..our daughter.

"...We had a daughter??" - she inquires, even more confused.

Your eyes widen in shock and fill with concern, before you quickly run to the stove, turning it off, doing a 180 degree turn again, grabbing Acheron by her wrist and dragging her out of the apartment, eventually exiting the building to run towards the school your daughter studies in.

"Where are we going?" - Acheron asks, still confused about the whole situation.