I park in front of my house, unbuckle my seatbelt, and finally get out after I turn off the car. The watch on my wrist shows it's almost one in the morning, so I've arrived on time. I'll head straight to take a shower and wash away all traces of that woman, then wait for the clock to strike two so I can go down to the kitchen to be with Dante.
I don't know what that child has done to me, but ever since I looked into his blue eyes, his smile, the happiness on his face because of the Ferrari I gave him that day, when I decided to take on the responsibility for his well-being, something inside me was stirred. I promised myself that day that I would do everything in my power to always see him that happy.
Somehow he has earned my loyalty, so much so that now I go down every night at the same
