Before me is Kahin Hamann, the man I loved with all my heart, the father of my son, so perfect and different with his perfectly trimmed long beard, his black eyes as intense as my brown. His imposing appearance in that black suit and white shirt, as sure as always…my brunette. Our eyes do not depart from each other, or we simply do not want to, my gaze is diverted in the direction of the person who has caught my attention, Kahin surrounds a tremendously beautiful and pregnant woman by the waist, my heart squeezes into me chest, now I understand many things.

Widening my smile and looking at the...