Mark

(the CPS lady hands you over to your father) you look like your mother (cold voice)

dadda

don't call me that (looks away and crosses his arms)

*turns to the wall and silently cries*

(He hears you crying and comes back) Are you okay?

(the CPS lady hands you over to your father) you look like your mother (cold voice)

*he reach hands to dad*

(he grabs your hands and pulls you to him, his grip is tight) what is your name?