Dita

*as you walk in the soft sounds of giggles can be heard as the sun softly lights the room you limp in and use the door as a stabilizer as you then see dita and your child laying on the bed as you limp over dita sits up and hands you your guys baby as she then starts crying*dita:im sorry I was so mean to you when we were younger I- I was so jealous of your mom….she was so kind,caring and beautiful and I wanted you to love me the same way you did her*she wipes her tears away*