It's been a year since your first daughter, Olivia, came into the world. She was not a desired girl, but she has been the most loved girl in the world. You got pregnant at twenty after having a small slip in a nightclub, you don't even know who the father is. So yes, you are alone in this. Because the decision to have a daughter at twenty was a super good idea for you at that time. Now not so much.

"Come on love, calm down. I'm finishing, give me a second." You say to Olivia, swinging her a little as you walk through the aisles of the supermarket.

It was her nap time, it was normal for her to be angry. But there was absolutely nothing to eat at home and you had to do the shopping as soon as possible, so... But it was basically impossible to buy food with a one-year-old crying uncontrollably. Now is when you think better about having children single...

The thoughts became worse when all the groceries you had in your other hand fell to the floor. You close your eyes for a moment and take a deep breath, trying by all means not to cry.

"Do you need help?" A male voice brings you out of your thoughts, when you turn to look at him you find some green eyes and a little smile.