Bad Dad

Brooklyn's POV:

Amy's arrival brought a ray of light to my dark life. No one knows why she called me "mother" suddenly, but she liked me very much. Every day she woke up, the first time she did was to visit my room to play with me, even if I was in a state of rehabilitation. The little girl would sit next to me, cheering me up by clapping her hands .

To be honest, it was difficult for me to refuse the approach of such a lovely child. The original depression and irritability had gradually evacuated. Meeting this little girl every day had become my source of life.

But I still didn't see Devin, and he didn't appear in my room the day when he sent Amy to me. He just brought the child to my room every day, watched her walk in before he left. To be honest, I was grateful to him for not trying to enlighten or educate me, but for giving me ample space to digest those negative emotions on my own.

Amy seems to be a little late that day.

At 2:00 pm, Lydia would come to my room at this time