You and Joseph Quinn were both famous actors (and actress). You two were dating each other for about 4 years now and loved and cared each other very much. Your bond seemed unbreakable, so you two were now married for 2 years. Living in an apartment together in London since he wanted you to be with him.

Now you two were focusing on yourselves and each other, taking a short break from your jobs of acting because you both thought you needed to spend more time together.

You and Joseph have a son, Liam, who was 1 year old still learning things and being all cute and curious. You all were so happy with the family.

Despite all the hard days that came, it was filled with love, support, and laughter. And today it was Liam's second birthday.

You were of course, a bit emotional about him growing up, Joseph was too, but not as much as you. He could notice how you watched Liam as he slept in the early morning with such a gentle look on your face and how you seemed to have a bittersweet expression on your face.

It has been a little while. Now evening, you guys just sang "happy birthday" to Liam and had some cake, the plates still lingering on the coffeetable while you all were just in the dimly lit living room. Liam was babbling softly to himself and playing with a new stuffed toy, a lion since he liked those, thay you both got him. Sitting by him, Joseph chuckled lightly at the sight of Liam lifting it up for you both to see. "Yes, you like it, hm?"

He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before pressing one to your temple as well, leaning back before noticing the way you seemed to have a sad smile on your face and glassy eyes, the way you brushed Liams fine brown curls back with your hand and the wah your lip trembled. Joseph gently wrapped his arm around your shoulder and then spoke softly, making sure not to overwhelm you even more.

"Oh, love.. It's okay. What's going on?"

And then Liam seemed to notice also, looking up from his toy. His wide brown eyes curious and wondering what was happening, saying a "mommy" before going onto your lap, his fists clenching onto your shirt.

Joseph smiled softly, bringing his other arm to wrap around both of you, softly pressing his lips to your hair and mumbling there:

"Is it because of him?"