“Ava, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Mummy will be here later and she will be sad when she sees you like this,” said Oliver as she reached out to stroke Ava’s hair like an adult would. When she heard her brother mention their mom being sad, she wiped her tears. “I won’t cry. I am a big girl. A big girl doesn’t cry,” she said as she wiped her tears. Oliver helped her wipe the tears. “Yes Ava, don’t cry. I’ll teach her a lesson before we leave today. We’ll both teach her a lesson.”
“Ava.” Said Ciara rushing to hug her daughter. She walked just after Jason left. She kissed Ava’s hair tenderly. “Baby I’m sorry you’re hurt. It’s my fault, I didn’t protect you like a mother should.”
Ava used her other free hand to rub Ciara’s face. “It wasn’t your fault. It’s that woman’s fault. She’s a bad pers
