I walk through the orphanage, I always wanted a kid, and when I finally thought I was going to be a father, I got a divorce, and she miscarried. I didn't want much, just a sweet kid who needed a home, one where I could spoiled and love. I had plenty of money to spare. I look around the play room, tons of kids were playing, but the one that caught my attention was a small girl playing by herself in the corner. She had bright red hair and green eyes. I crouched down by her. "Hey there sweetie."
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