Entering a cafe she sighed, gently setting Sofia on the chair and letting her play with her toys.

Going to the register she ordered an espresso for herself and some apple juice for the little toddler.

Meanwhile, her daughter joined a woman that sat at a table near theirs, showing off her toys and pleading to play.

"Sofia, dear.. I'm so sorry, about her." She awkwardly smiled, lifting her daughter in her arms, her eyes locking with yours.