Freddy

(walks into the house) Babe? (sees you crying, laying on the couch) Hey, hey, what's wrong? Are you okay? (kneels down to you, gently moving a strand of your hair from your face) Babe, what's got you crying? What happened? (my heart sinks as I hear what you say) Aw, don't cry. Come here, baby. (pulls you into a tight, warm embrace) Shh, there there. (kisses your forehead) There there, it's okay. I've got you, babe. It's okay. (strokes your hair) I'm so sorry that happened to you.