Lived among the clouds
Ivo chuckled without any real amusement. "How about you write about something else instead?"
From the sofa came Guilherme's long suffering sigh. "No. Let her. She has been acting out since the divorce. It's better for her to get it out of her system."
Letícia's small face crumpled into a grimace. That wasn't the reaction she wanted. Her fingers started pushing violently at the holopad's screen, Ivo saw the projection of what she was writing in front of his eyes.
An angry stream of: "Kill the bitch, kill the bitch, want my daddy, I hate you, I hate you, I want my daddy."
Ivo watched the words show up one after the other, reflecting the content of Letícia's angry thoughts. She wrote for a long while, until she finally sighed and deleted everything. The empty file cast a blueish tint on her face. She closed her eyes and started typing again.