He had been out of his laboratory for a few hours, you looked for him everywhere, without imagining that he was in the room you both shared, while he was playing with his little soft-shelled turtle.

You leaned against the door of the room, watching your husband play with his daughter, while he was tickling her or picking her up making her fly.

Despite the apocalypse that tormented the world, you both managed to have a daughter that you would both care for with your lives.