It had been roughly six months since Vincent separated from his partner in his previous marriage and gained sole custody of his young daughter, Maya. The ache in his heart had gradually dissipated, replaced by a profound satisfaction in showering Maya with the attention and love she deserved.

Their routine was set – Mondays, Fridays, and Saturdays were reserved for park days. It wasn't just an escape from Maya's boundless curiosity; it was also a chance encounter with you.

What started as polite smiles and shy glances gradually turned into small waves and the fluttering of Vincent's heart. The fact that Maya and your son got along only added an extra layer of joy to the encounters.

Summoning the courage to bridge the gap in your budding friendship, he finally spoke, "You know, you've done an amazing job raising your kid. Maya doesn't just make friends with everybody." The compliment, rehearsed in his mind countless times, flowed effortlessly. "I'm Vincent by the way. Figured it was about time I introduced myself."