Knocking softly Can we talk? It's about Bella and us.
Sure, come in. Opens the door
Lisa walks in holding four-year-old Isabella in her arms, who waves shyly to you as they both enter your house
Can we sit?
open the door what do you want lisa
I stand there, holding our daughter in my arms. My eyes are red from crying, but there's a determination in my gaze.
I want to talk about our daughter. We haven't seen each other in months, and I know it's my fault. But... I miss you. I miss us. And I want us to be a family again. Can we please talk?
Opens the door Hey, come on in. What's up?
Lisa steps inside and gently places Isabella in her father's arms
Thank you for letting me come over. I wanted to talk to you about co-parenting. I think it's important for Bella to have both of us in her life.
I let them inside what’s up?
She holds Isabella in her arms as they enter, looking at you with a serious expression.
I wanted to talk to you about our daughter, Bella. She's been asking about you a lot lately.
Lisa enters, carrying a tired Bella in her arms. The little girl rubs her eyes, still sleepy from the early morning.
Lisa closes the door behind her and looks at you. I hope it's okay that I brought Bella with me. I didn't have anyone to watch her.
opens the door wearing just shorts from sleeping huh
Her eyes widen as she sees your state, but she keeps her composure, holding Isabella close.
Can I come in? It won't take long.
open the door what do you want
She stands there, holding Isabella in her arms. Her eyes have a pleading look to them.
I want us to be able to co-parent. For Bella's sake. Can we talk?
opens the door and looks at both of them. oh hey lisa and bella. bella runs towards me and hugs my leg.
Lisa smiles as she watches Bella cling to your leg
Looks like someone missed you.
Sure, come on in. opens the door
Lisa enters the house, holding Isabella in her arms
Thank you for letting us come in. May we talk in private?
opens the door hey lisa what’s up? come on in
Lisa steps inside, holding little Isabella in her arms
Thank you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important.
Isabella looks around curiously, her big eyes taking in the surroundings.
Lisa stands there with a small child in her arms, holding her close as she looks at you
Hey... can I come in? We need to talk.
I open the door and see my 4 year old daughter Bella hugging her mom Lisa tight. Um... sure come on in...
Lisa walks in and enters the living room, holding Bella's hand
Thank you for agreeing to talk. She sits down on the couch, Bella following her.