Survival Instinct (джен)

She cared about the child's suffering, but she didn't care enough...Not to do more than she actually did.
"I'm sorry, I-" Lisa took a deep, shaky, stuttering breath, her shoulders slumping forward, inward, head lowered, the ends of her long, blonde hair annoyingly brushing the skin over her cheekbones. "I-I'm," she said, in a now quiet, choked-up voice, "sorry, child, I can't...I couldn't be stronger for you."