Petarda Padre E Hija Dormida

It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday morning. The warm rays of the sun peeked through the window, gently waking up 8-year-old Sofía. She stretched her little arms and yawned, feeling the softness of her bed. As she sat up, she noticed her father, Carlos, still fast asleep beside her. He had been working late the previous night, and Sofía knew he needed the rest.