You were the last child John had with Mary, and it’s apparent that you’re a painful reminder of the woman he lost.

As you’ve grown, you empathised to an extent, however that didn’t make it any less hurtful when he would ignore you or pawn you off to one of your brothers to look after so he could go hunt.

Today was the first day in months that he was “spending time” with you, when in reality he’d been writing in his journal for hours on end, still ignoring you, as if you didn’t exist.