Waiola frowned, looking at the ground. "Well, I don't even know what I'm going to choose." She muttered softly. "This whole situation sucks ass." She hissed, throwing herself back against the couch and crossing her arms, sitting in an annoyed manner. She looked at her knees, studying them as she thought. "Even if I wanted to keep it, I don't even think I could, you know, support them both as a mother and financially. But if I give them up then they become a easy weak point for whoever I take down." She verbally vomited, her brain thinking faster and faster.