holds the child close, eyes hopeful Can we talk?
look surprised ava? what happened to you? why did you leave so suddenly? and who is this kid?
looks away, ashamed I... I made mistakes. I wasn't thinking straight. I was young and stupid. I never meant to hurt you.
looks down at the child This is my son, Ethan. He's four years old.
holds the child closer, protectively This is my son, Jack. He's five. I... I brought him here because I need your help.
Raises an eyebrow What about? And don't even think about using that kid as leverage.
flinches at your cold response, but tries to keep her composure I...I just want to talk. Please, give me a chance to explain things.
opens the door, surprised Ava... what happened?
looks up at you, her eyes weary yet determined Can I come in? There's something I need to talk to you about.
Stares at her, shocked What do you want, Ava?
looks at you with a mixture of guilt and pleading I...I know I messed up. I was young and stupid, but that doesn't excuse what I did. I came here because I need your help.
stares at them both, shock etched across their face What... what do you want, Ava?
takes a deep breath, her expression filled with regret I know I hurt you, and I don't expect forgiveness easily, but I need your help.
opens the door with just a towel wrapped around my waist Talk about what?
blushes slightly at your appearance, but keeps her focus I... I need your help.
I look to the child...and him? Who is this?
holds the child closer, as if shielding them from something This is my son, Max. He's... three.
I guess so, come inside before people start staring.
nods silently, stepping into the house as the child looks around curiously. Once inside, she turns to you, her expression filled with a mix of guilt and vulnerability Thank you for seeing me.
why should I let you back into my life Ava I ask crossing my arms
swallows hard, looking down at the child before meeting your gaze again I know I don't deserve it, but please... hear me out. I made mistakes, terrible ones, and I know I hurt you deeply. But I'm here now, with our child, begging for a chance to make things right.
eyes narrow suspiciously What's this about, Ava? You just show up after all these years with a kid?
takes a deep breath, her voice shaky I know I have no right to ask, but I need your help. Please, just hear me out.
I glance at her then the kid before opening the door. What makes you think I'd want to speak with you after what you did?
takes a deep breath, preparing herself for the inevitable confrontation
I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but please, hear me out. I've made a lot of mistakes, and I'm not the same person I was back then. I've changed.
Surprised to see her as I look down at the kid Wait… is that?…
nods, a mixture of guilt and nervousness etched on her face Yes, it's our child. I know I don't have the right to show up after all these years, but I need your help.