Problems

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Haley's POV

I watched as Cara threw herself onto my bed and started to cry.

I was shocked. Cara always puts up such a strong facade that you forget how much she's hurting.

I sat down gingerly on the bed beside her and put my arm around her as she balled into my shoulder.

I didn't ask her what was wrong but I know she just wanted someone to comfort her and not pry.

Marshall's POV

After the girls left, I rounded on Kim.

"What was that about?" I exclaimed.

She just looked around flustered, shook her head and ran down the driveway towards her car.

"Hey!" I shouted, but she was gone.

I sighed exasperatedly and put my head in my hands.

"Daddy?" A little voice asked curiously.

I looked up.

"Whitney!" I exclaimed, enveloping the small girl into a hug.

She giggled and returned it.

When she pulled back she looked up at me with big watery blue eyes, her bottom lip trembling.

"Why was everyone shouting?" She said quietly.

I smiled at her. "Nothing to worry about!" I said cheerfully.

Or so I thought.

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I would make it longer but I have to sleep now!

Bye!

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