Andrew Carter
"Don’t you want to tell me now?" I asked.
"No."
"Do as you please," I said.
We continue walking, and when I enter the room, I notice it’s small and has only one bed, meaning Cloe sleeps with her mother. Cloe is lying in bed, looking at the ceiling, and we make eye contact when Anne calls her.
"Sweetheart!" Cloe looked at us, and I saw an expression of surprise on her face, which was quickly replaced by a look of disapproval.
"What’s he doing here?" she asked, sulking.
"He came to see you, Cloe," Anne said.
"I don’t want to see him," she said. Anne looks at me, and I signal for her to let me handle this.
"I understand you’re upset," I said as I approached her.
"You break promises, you forgot about me," she said with a sweet child’s voice.
"I will never forget about
