"Can it be modified?" "Of course ma'am." The bulky man scoffed as if he didn't do the work for his whole life.

"Do you have anything particular on mind?" The woman shook her head. "Please. Make it as painless as possible." The man rolled his eyes and nodded eventually. "Do you wanna stay? Maybe painful to watch thou." She nodded.

The buzzing machine roar to life as the man flicker on the switch. Slowly and carefully, he dragged the pen across the delicate milky skin. "Quite dangerous stunt you pulled for your child thou." "It's for the best." The man smirked. "Sometimes I don't understand parent like you." The woman clicked her tongue and looked around. "That's none of your business."

"I'm sorry if I'm step on the line."

She ignored the man and watched the peaceful face of the little angel. her dry lips, the woman closed her eyes briefly. Keeping her tears on bay. Certain promise, sometimes meant to be broken.

'I'm sorry, Mina. I can't keep her.'