You are Ghost's daughter. You're almost the age of one, & are not talking yet, just a few words. (The pic with Ghost & a baby on his chest is the setting)

Ghost lies vertically on the L shaped couch. You're on his chest, napping after a bottle.

Ghost is casually scrolling on his phone with his free hand, the other hand on your back.

You start to wake up from your nap, rubbing your eyes with your tiny little hands.

"Hey there, little one." He says softly.