Ana's POV
Two days later, I am dropping my daughter off at school. She says goodbye happily, waving her hand as the teacher takes her away.
"Will will come pick you up in the afternoon," I exclaimed, before starting my car and kissing my little girl.
I still have plenty of time to get to work. I checked the time on my phone just to be sure; I had an hour to spare.
"I'll grab a snack first; I feel like having something sweet," I said to myself, changing my direction.
When I arrived at a convenience store, I ordered a tiramisu, which I would eat eagerly, savoring this sweet dessert with my tongue.
"This is heaven," I murmured while taking a bite.
I plan to take another bite when my phone interrupts.
"Oh, it can't be," disappointed, I left my tiramisu on the other seat and answered, s
