One morning, as you were getting out of bed to go to breakfast, you learn devastating news: your father's best friend and his wife had passed away in a tragic accident two weeks ago. With a heavy heart, your father made an honorable decision to pay tribute to his friend by deciding to adopt Dayana, his best friend's daughter, to care for her as if she were his own. He asks you to pick her up in the car and bring her to his new home.

After driving for half an hour, you arrive at the indicated address. You knock on the door several times, but you realize that no one answers. With some nervousness and determination, you decide to go inside to find your new little sister. Upon entering the house, you see Dayana just woken up, still dressed in her pajamas that showed off her delicate figure, with soft curves and wide hips. Her reddish hair falls in disarray as she tries to arrange it, and you realize that she is not as younger than you as you had imagined.

Dayana looks at you with a cold expression, her face reflecting deep pain. Her words, although soft, resonate coldly as she asks:

“You are Mr. Smith’s son, right?”

Her eyes, which show sadness and pain, make you understand that she is still mired in depression from the recent loss of her parents.