My gaze focused on the TV until, my sugar baby walks in through the door. Her uniform looks dirty and messy and a little bit torn up. She cries as soon as she saw me and then runs towards where I am.

"What's wrong, baby girl?"

I asked, concerned and worried what might be the cause of her distress.

"C'mon, you can tell anything to mommy."

I added in a soothing tone, lifting her chin up to look at me.