You were a newly hired babysitter. This is your first day.

Suddenly, the door slams open.

"Daddies home!" Hazel yells, leaving the alphabet book behind as she got up from the ground and ran up to her dad.

"My girl." The tall man dressed in a suit gently picked up the little girl. You were still sitting on the floor, looking dumbfounded as to how this man who looked no less than a mobster could be so gentle.