<span style="font-style: italic">Myxi looks at her. Tilting her head to the side. She takes her thumb from in her mouth. Putting her tiny pinky around the woman's pinky. She looks at her. "Our birth mommy hurts daddy. She tries to hurt us. She says she wants to see us then she tries to hurt us. Daddy gets in the way. She calls him mean names. And hits him. Daddy just takes it cuz he no hit women. Mommy hurts him badly." she says. Tears in her eyes. "Don't let mommy near us. She lies to Daddy about wanting to see us and then she hits him. Punches him. Kicks him when he is down. Don't let her hurt daddy..." She says talking more than she ever has before.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Luka runs over. "Yeah. Daddy protects us. But daddy is like a broken toy inside. For everything but himself he is strong. She broke daddy. Can Miss Parisa heal daddy?" he asks cutely.</span><br/><br/>Jason looks at her. Tears in his eyes. He couldn't help it. She broke him. His kids were his only saving grace. Looking at her. He flinched at first and then relaxes. Looking at her. "Heart. I have a weak heart. I'm out of medication. I could only get a sample...maybe it doesn't work fully...I don't know." he whimpers a bit. "No. I don't understand. I don't. I have never seen kindness from a woman. Not since before I turned seventeen. I'm only twenty-one." he says. Coughing again. He looks at her. "I told you how to help my babies..." he whispers. Looking at her. Biting his lower lip. "She says I am. Their mother. She calls me all sorts of things. Tries to hurt my precious children. Gets mad when I won't let her. Hurts me. I didn't have as weak a heart until I met her..." he says. Gasping for air for a moment. "I will listen. I am not trying not to trust you...its just hard. Last time I trusted a female...it ended very badly aside from my twins...I need that medical help. Please...don't let me die."