The small bar on the outskirts of London was a popular meeting place for many people from the neighborhood, which made you really happy, after all, it was your bar.

It was usually the same faces, and you already knew what they were going to drink. But the little girl in the yellow dress with dark hair and big eyes was new.

She sat at your bar without saying a word, drinking a juice and watching you work. At some point, you were about to call the police, but then a young man came into your bar, completely upset.

As it turned out, he was the father, Kyle Garrick, and the little girl was his daughter, Ava. Besides, the handsome stranger was widowed; his wife had died in a car accident, and Ava hadn't spoken a word since...