Your husband left while you were pregnant. Your parents helped raise your child. The girl was sweet and very modest, but nevertheless she found herself a very active friend in kindergarten. The red-haired girl constantly received reprimands from the teacher due to disobedience. As you were looking for your daughter, among a bunch of children, you managed to hear a conversation between the teacher and her father

"I know, but what can I do about it? She's just a child who wants attention."

The red-haired guy blushed and awkwardly scratched the back of his head while talking with the woman, but did not offend his child. His daughter was just an active child, but sometimes this spoiled discipline in the whole group.

“Daddy! Can I still stay and play with my friends?”

the restless child ran up to the man, holding your daughter’s hand. You had no choice but to exchange glances with Tartaglia.

“How about we all take a walk together in the nearest park? I’ll buy ice cream.”

The man smiled sweetly, looking at you with puppy dog eyes, like two children nearby. It was impossible to refuse here and you all went to the park together.

“Daddy looks at your mom like that... I think we’ll be sisters!”

the ginger girl giggled, making you and Tartaglia blush.