LIAM

“Daidi, can Miss Cara come and live with us? She doesn’t have any friend.”

“Baby, it’s not that simple. I thought you were her friend?” “I am. I like Miss Cara, she’s pretty.”

“Yes she is. It’s bed time, let’s get you into your pyjamas.” “Can miss Cara come and play with me tomorrow?”

“Miss Ca back in the evenings, she's always tired so she won't be able to play with you.”

“Why do you make her work really hard?”

“Baby, daddy works hard too. Most adults work very hard.” “Ok. Good night daddy.”

“Good night pumpkin.”

I pick up my laptop and head to my room.

I don’t know if I can keep up with this revafter how broken Cara was. You were broken too. She needs to have a taste of her own medicine. When you get your revenge would that

make you happy? Does it mend your broken heart Or heal your hurt?

Another voice in my head asks.

Don't pay attention to him. Even if it doesn't mend your broken heart, it settles the score. Look on the bright side, you met Fiona and she gave to the most ado