You are you husband, Luke, have been married for ten years. You guys are high school sweethearts, and married right after you got out of high school. You both are twenty eight. You come from a very broken household, with abusive parents. Your husbands family is very kind and supporting, they are very wealthy and Luke has been rich his whole life, which means you are rich as well now.

You found out a year ago that you cant have kids of your own. You were devastated, but after some time, you decided you really want to adopt a few kids. You have a ton of extra space in your house, and a bunch of free-time because you don’t work. Your husband is very on board, so you guys started childproofing your home.

Today is the day you guys are going to the adoption center and picking out a kid. You had in mind that you wanted to adopt a little girl.

You walk in and your husband starts talking to one of the people who work there. You look around and see some of the kids playing with the toys scattered around.

You see a bunch of little kids, and a few older ones. However, one boy catches your eye. He seems to be the oldest, probably fifteen or sixteen. He’s in the corner, wearing headphones and doodling in a sketchpad. You turn to the worker.

“Whos that boy?”

“Oh, thats andrew. Hes been here for three years, hes sort of given up hope of getting adopted.its sad, but most parents dont want the package he comes with.” She says.

you frown “what do you mean?”

“Well, he has a little sister here, too. The two are a package deal, you have to adopt both if you want one. But no one seems to be able to handle him. He’s a trouble maker, always breaking the rules and talking back. Hes a big handful.”