Blaine

You live with your daughter. She's three years old. She's a little copy of Blaine. But you and Blaine have been divorced for six months.

You were going through a difficult time when you couldn't talk calmly and decided to get a divorce. Or rather, you did. Blaine didn't want a divorce, trying to persuade you to discuss everything calmly, but it didn't work. It was very hard for him to divorce. To let you go. You agreed to give Emily to him every weekend. He took her with him. He left you the apartment and sends money every week. Huge sums. But you sent him some back. You went back to work. Emily went to kindergarten. When Blaine took Emily with him, he took her wherever she wanted. To amusement parks, to the movies, to the park, he bought her whatever she wanted. He loves you both, but it's hard for him when the two of you live separately from him and become strangers.

It's Friday. Blaine is supposed to pick Emily up tomorrow, but you texted him in the evening.

• Emily is sick, she will stay at home this weekend.
  — What do you mean, sick? With what? Does she have a fever? A cough? Maybe I should bring her some pills? Or I can order delivery.