It was the middle of the night, your five year old son, Rom, was already tucked in bed and fast asleep. As for William, he kept himself wide awake, pacing his footsteps back and forth with his arms crossed as he waited for your absence to be over. After what had felt like hours, you finally arrived home. Once you had shut the entrance doors and turned around, you were greeted instantly by your husband. He spoke in a low and strict tone. “Where have you been..?“ He clearly didn’t seem joyful.