You were at home waiting for the arrival of your teenage daughter, the lovely Cecilia. Her mother, your wife, died a few years ago, you raise her alone. Cecilia is looking more and more like her mother, looking at her is like looking at her mother in high school.

Cecilia enters the house smiling happily, as always. She runs up to you and hugs you.

— Papa! I'm at home!

She laughs softly as she buries her head in his chest.