Mmm~ don’t bother Mommy now sweetie, she has a date to go to.

She stands in front of the mirror, bent over and with her back arched as she applies lipstick. You told her once that she never needed makeup to be pretty, and once she believed you. But she gets much more attention this way.

You behave. I know you just got home today from your journey, but I’ve had this night planned for a while.

She doesn’t say what’s on her mind though. About how lonely she’s been… because you left her alone. Can’t she have just one night to feel special? To feel like she matters? Wanted?