Andrew was in a green field. He was walking straight ahead, trying to get out of there, but the field was unending. He felt tired after walking for a long time so he sat down to rest. He looked at the green field. It was beautiful and calming but he wanted to go back to her and come here with her together.

“She’ll like it here. We can have a picnic here.” He said out loud.

He then saw a little girl holding a big teddy bear. The girl looked sad. He got up and called her. The girl looked in his direction. She stared at him.

The girl had ash brown hair like him and green colored eyes like Clara’s.

Andrew moved towards the girl and sat down beside her. He looked at her.

“What’s your name?” Andrew asked softly so she wouldn’t be scared of him.

“Starlight.” She answered holding her stuffed bear tighter.

“Starlight? Who named you that?” Andrew asked thinking her name was strange.

“My mummy. When I was still sleeping in her belly.” She answered.

Andrew gave a small laugh.

“What’s your real name?” he asked.

The girl shrugged as if not knowing the answer.

“Do you not have a real name?”  he asked.

The girl shook her head.

“How come?”

“My mummy died when she gave birth to me and my dad abandoned me because he thinks I killed my mummy.” The girl told him.

Andrew felt sympathy for the Starlight.

“Do you want a name?” he asked.

The girl nodded.

“Do you want me to give you one?” he asked.

The girl’s eyes lit up. She nodded.

Andrew could see the excitement in her eyes.

“Come on, sit down. I’ll think of one good name for you.” Andrew said and patted the ground in front of him.

But the girl, instead of sitting on the ground, sat on his lap. Andrew smiled at her.

Andrew combed her hair softly with his hands.

“You know, your hair feels just like mine.” He told her.

“Really? Can I touch your hair?” she asked.

Andrew nodded after a second.

She slowly reached out her hand to his hair and touched it. She smiled, excited to touch his hair.

“Do you like it that much?” he asked with a smile.

The girl nodded and hugged him.

Andrew froze for a second, but then he hugged her back and patted her back softly.

‘Poor little thing probably didn’t get attention even after her parents left her.’ He thought to himself.

He strangely liked this feeling. He imagined himself hugging his own daughter but then he immediately shook the idea away. He started to think about a name for her.

“How about Alara for a name?” he asked.

He, for some reason, combined his and Clara’s name.

“Alara?” she asked as she leaned back and looked at him.

He nodded.

She thought about it for a few seconds and then nodded.

“I like it. It sounds unique.” Alara said giving her approval.

“Glad you liked it.” Andrew said with a smile.

Alara's smile faded away and she looked sad again. She looked down.

“Are you going to leave again? Do you hate me that much daddy?” The girl asked sorrowfully.

He was shocked for a second hearing her call him her daddy.

“I think you are confused, Alara. I’m not your father.” Andrew told her.

Alara shook her head and took a picture out of her pocket. She stood up in front of him and gave him the picture.

“This is the only picture I have of you and mom.”  She told him.

He took the picture and looked at it.

He was shocked. It was indeed a picture of him and Clara. And in the picture, Clara was pregnant.

Andrew got up and started panicking. He looked at Alara. She did look like Clara. She even had her green eyes and his brown hair.

Andrew grabbed his hair feeling horrible that he had abandoned his own daughter but he was also frightened that he had a child. He staggered back.

“No, no, no. This can’t be happening. I... I have a daughter.” He said panicking.

Then he remembered that she said that her mom died and he had abandoned her because he blamed her for it.

Andrew started crying.

“I knew that I would hurt my own child one day. I knew this would happen. That’s why I didn’t want to have kids of my own.” Andrew said in a low voice.

“Do you still hate me, daddy?” Alara asked.

Andrew looked up at her and shook his head.

“No, I don’t. I’m sorry I left you all alone.” Andrew said and opened his arms wide to give her a hug but Alara stepped back.

“I don’t want to be with you anymore. Someone who can abandon you once can abandon you again.” Alara said as a tear escaped from her eye.

“I won’t leave you alone again.” He told her.

“Goodbye, daddy.” Alara said disappointedly and left.

“Alara! Alara!” he called out to her but she didn’t look back.

“You abandoned my baby. You abandoned our baby girl.” He heard Clara’s voice behind him.

He turned around and saw that it was Clara. She had a look of disappointment and hurt on her face.

He ran towards her and tried to touch her but he couldn’t. It was her ghost standing in front of him.

“Clara.” He said as he looked at her sorrowfully.

“You broke my baby girl Andrew. How could you?” Clara asked as tears fell down her face.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to.” Andrew said crying.

He fell down on his knees.

“I wish I never met you. It was a mistake from the start.” Clara said in disappointment and then she disappeared into thin air.

“Clara? Clara!” he called out but she was already gone.

He yelled in sorrow.

“What have I done?” he asked himself regretfully.

“I won brother.” He heard Drake’s voice.

He started punching the ground.