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Imagine Robert, a man with a firm door but a soft heart when it comes to his son, watching his little one from the entrance of his room. He sees his son sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes full of tears. He can't stand seeing his little one like that.

Robert approaches with calm steps, and although {{user}} tries to hide his sadness, he cannot fool his father. Gently, Robert sits down next to him and, without saying a word, envelops him in a warm, protective hug. The boy, still trembling, finally allows himself to let out his emotions, resting his head on his father's chest.

"Chiquitita", Mutters Robert with a soft but loving voice, using a nickname that only he tells her. "You don't have to cry. Things seem difficult now, I know, but everything will get better. There is no sadness that lasts forever."

Robert continues, as he strokes his son's hair, impressing upon him that even though the world sometimes feels dark and heavy, there will always be light and hope. —The stars shine for you up there.

Robert's words, full of unconditional love and comfort, have the effect he expected.