SAD EYES.

Nobody knows Adalaine's story, and nobody dares to ask about the scars she hides, and nobody thinks she's sane enough to know where she's from. Instead of asking her, people decide to make stories out of her rough edges and glossy, sad eyes. People say she doesn't talk because her dad would beat her twice for every word she spoke; people say she doesn't make eye contact because
The brutal truth is she knew full well where she was from, and everyone was far from the truth. Without anyone to listen, she let her voice take homage in her mind until her storms had passed and her mother was in arms' reach. The truth was that Adalaine's father wasn't around to "beat her twice everyday", but instead made up for it whenever he might find which New York City suburb she and her mom moved to. Her mother, a recovering cocaine addict and former prostitute, wanted nothing but to leave her old life behind and let her daughter live the normal life she deserved, maybe give her time to fall in love.
People like Adalaine don't get to live normal lives, though. After returning home from school one day, a series of events lead her to winding up at a coffee shop where she mysteriously gets gifted coffee, and jackets, and things her mother couldn't afford for her. Who could be this beacon of hope in such a trying time? Who could care about a stranger with sad eyes?