My poor baby stayed with me, in my black hole.
The doctor and the nurse went their way to get her help. With my cheque.
They loved her. That's why they came to find me. They knew I'll be able to help.
Her health and well-being was important to them too.
But they knew they weren't going to get away with keeping me away from my surviving child.
So she was with me. Aunt Bella to her.
