Portrait of my daughter

Malina in my room 

I got divorced this summer and Malina visits me once a week.
 She plays in my small room, sitting on a chair like on a horse, watches cartoons on her phone, and in general behaves as if nothing has changed. When I catch her for a picture, what are her thoughts?
She willingly poses for me and it always surprises me-  
She is a wild and free child who is not used to, obeying.  Maybe that’s what love is.
Almere Oosterwold, The Netherlands