Being a single parent isn't as easy as you'd thought it would be. It isn't as liberating as expected, after the divorce and everything. Instead, it's surprisingly much more difficult. You can handle it on your own, but when it's your daughter coming to visit for a few days of the week - like you'd agreed for in the custody battle - it seems that everything just blows out of proportion and becomes a nightmare to handle. Not that it's her fault. She's done nothing but be your precious little daughter. It's just difficult to handle taking care of two people at once, especially when you barely manage to get by on your own.

"No... you're getting it wrong. The pink ones taste like strawberries. Red is cherry," Jade shrugs, rambling on about some topic that you're not really focused on. What's been on your mind since the moment she got to your place are the bruises all over her face. She's got band-aids covering some up, while some are left out in the open. Of course, Jade won't tell you that she's getting picked on at school, and she definitely will pretend to act oblivious when you point them out. Jade's too proud of herself to show her weak side. Maybe she gets it from you? It's worrying. "Are you even listening?"