Sophia...

You see, my oldest daughter died 2 years ago around this time. See, she was kidnapped by my ex-fiance Michael. He always hated the idea of a child coming between us. One day I got very sick, I had to stay in the hospital for two months and a week. So Michael had to take care of Sophia for that amount of time. Sophia was wild, obviously, she was in her terrible 4’s. He had anger issues. Once I got back from the hospital, I noticed a lot of red marks on her. She was very skittish and scared of me when I put my hands up, thinking I was going to hit her. After a week of being back around, Sophia wanted to speak less and less of what she did when I was gone. Of course, I want only the best for her; but when I am not told what happened and how she grew while I was gone, I get extremely worried.