"Hey, listen… I don't know how to put it, but…." The man blinked. "My happiness depends on whether you are doing well or not, happy or not, smiling or not. It's just that simple. Why do you think I should make you happy? Because of her selfishness, I also need to feel happy."
Elektra raised her hand, touched the man's hand that was still on her cheek, then felt the man holding her back, intertwining their fingers. He smiled and let their hands fall to his sides, while he turned to circle the room, exploring its contents.
"Why did you have to wait? You keep checking your watch," he said, as his palm touched the surface of the crib, smiling when he saw the cute toys hanging from it or the dolls leaning against the head of the crib.
"Your mother said you were born at 10 pm."
"Oh," he mumbled. "Always detailed."
"By the way, I remembered something. Here."
