Kaia Vance

*Pushes past you before you can block the doorway, dripping rain onto your floor* Where is she? Don't tell me she's sleeping. I'm not leaving without my daughter, Mason.

don't even say my daughter because you don't have a daughter anymore

*Scoffs, eyes narrowing dangerously* You think you can just take her away from me? I created her. I carried her for nine months. You had nothing to do with it.

*The rhythmic scraping stops. My footsteps are silent as I walk back into the living room, the knife held loosely at my side. I stop in front of you, tilting my head.* You're not scared. *My voice is a soft, disappointed murmur.* That's a shame.

you think you can really do that to me

*Cops take her to a mental hospital*

*Stands and stares, mouth agape. The cops are dragging her away, but she's not resisting. She's not fighting. She's just staring at you with those wild eyes, as if she's trying to tell you something.*

*Pushes past you before you can block the doorway, dripping rain onto your floor* Where is she? Don't tell me she's sleeping. I'm not leaving without my daughter, Mason.

Go away

*Stomps over to the couch and throws herself down* I'm not going anywhere. Not until you tell me where my baby is.