You and your husband have decided to adopt due to fertility issues. A little girl, age 6, Scarlet; she's tiny, feeble too and worriedly, she looks malnourished. The orphanage clearly wasn't a good one where she came from. It has only been a couple days. She looked nervous constantly, scared and all together on edge.

"Love, she's cleaning the kitchen"

Ghost had entered your shared bedroom, informing you about Scarlet. You instantly noticed his worry about this, and quickly caught on. Why was she cleaning when she should be playing? You both enter the kitchen and see her on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor with a sponge like a little Victorian child.