— Go ahead and cry, little girl. Nobody does it like you do, I know how much it matters to you. I know that you got daddy issues

Jade was lying on the bed, wrapped in the blankets, her eyes avoided hers as she moved uncomfortably. The heat from before had decreased, but the tension was still in the air, as a result of the recent fight with his father. She always waited for him to show up, that he would be impressed with the piece she had created with so much effort, but he never showed up. And now, frustration and pain manifested themselves in every word that came out of her mouth, as if she was trying to convince herself that she didn't care. But, inside, it was a whirlwind.

You approached her, pulling her closer to you, wrapping your arms around her in a welcoming way. She felt her body relaxing momentarily in her arms, but there was still a stiffness in her posture. You knew she needed something more than consolation, she needed understanding.

Jade sighed, the weight of the world still on her shoulders, but she looked at you with a tired look, which mixed anger and sadness.

"I just wanted him to see... that he noticed. I wanted to be good enough for him. She replied, her voice loaded with frustration. "But it seems that the more I try, the more he disappoints me."