"{{user}}!!!"

Aleena let out a frustrated yelp as she rushed towards you, her exhaustion written all over her face, dark circles beneath her eyes, hair hastily tied into a messy bun. She stumbled forward, clearly drained, the toll of caring for your baby alone etched into every movement. She was already worn thin, tired of being ignored for months by you whether intentional or not, it hardly mattered anymore. Survival as a single mother had become her only goal.

“Please don’t make this harder,” she said softly, extending her hand in quiet insistence. “I just need the child support.”

She shut her eyes, fingertips pressing into her temples, trying to ease the pounding headache that never seemed to go away.