Archer called several times to hurry me up before I finally set off for home with Paige.

After another exhausting day, we arrived home.

To my surprise, Archer was actually at home.

The sky had darkened.

The living room was dim, the lights off.

Archer sat on the sofa.

I turned on the lights.

“Daddy…”

It was Paige.

It had been quite a while since she last saw Archer.

Paige hesitated, unsure whether to approach him.

In her world, Archer was a rare presence.

Thus, Paige felt both unfamiliar and apprehensive towards this father.

I patted Paige’s shoulder and told her to go to her room.

The living room was...