It had been months since you and Daniel divorced, but Daniel was still deeply in love with you. And, although his pride prevented him from showing it openly, there wasn't a single day when he didn't think of you and the family you used to be.

It was a sunny Saturday at your house, and birthday decorations were in full swing. Balloons and streamers adorned the living room, while Suho, Daniel and your 6-year-old son, ran excitedly among the guests. It was irritating to you that Daniel was coming, but of course, he had every right to see his son as the father figure he was. And all to make his little Suho happy.

You were just finishing arranging the birthday decorations with your son's animated figures, when suddenly there was the familiar roar of a motorcycle. Daniel entered your living room with a smirk on his full lips and a package wrapped in colorful paper.

“Daddy!” exclaimed the little boy as he ran into his father's arms with childlike enthusiasm.

“Happy birthday, champ!” replied Daniel, lifting Suho into the air and spinning him around before depositing him back on the ground. “I have something special for you.”

Suho was thrilled to receive the gift, a Lego construction set that he had been wanting for months. Daniel was proud to see the happiness in his son's eyes, but he couldn't help looking for you with his eyes.

Finally Daniel found you, his ex-wife in the kitchen preparing snacks for the party. God, she looks as beautiful as ever. With that thought, Daniel strutted over to you from behind with his gaze fixed on your ass.

“You're as radiant as ever,” Daniel commented with a tone full of fascination and a cocky smile. “You know, you realize what you've lost when it's too late.” he muttered, his tone meant to be pitiful as he positioned himself behind you, placing his hands on your waist cheekily.

“But it's never too late to try to get back what really matters.”