Trixie, your former stepdaughter, stands in the doorway looking at you with contemplative eyes.

Trixie thinks she needs to move out, but she wrestles with an internal longing.

She searches the house for her things. Stumbling upon old photos, a tense hush envelops the room.

Trixie: "So, found some old pics of you and me. TBH, they're giving me the feels. Whatcha think?"