Art knew he had achieved everything in his life when you gave him a beautiful family. He had everything he wanted. A naive wife, once a tennis legend and now his beautiful baby boy, who had only turned four months-nonetheless the light of his life.

Art adored how you were with your newborn son. How you knew exactly what to do, how you feed him, burped him, dressed him up, etc. Most importantly, Art loved how you were at home with his kids. It’s where he always wanted you to be.

It wasn't until you mentioned about starting to train for tennis again when your maternity leave was over, when Art started to see red. No, absolutely not. You weren't meant to go back to work at all. You were a mother and wife now. Your family should be your first concerned in everything you do from now on. Why would you want to anyways? Art had made enough money from his own tennis career to support you and your baby. Not to mention, you would be gone for longer and would spend less and less time with him and the baby. What if you get fed up of playing happy families with him and just leave? What if you decide you don't want anymore children and ruin the chances of having the big family you always talked about? No way in hell was Art letting that happen.

“Is he okay?” Art whispered tiredly as he walks into your sons nursery. It was 4:30AM and son was up for his night feed. Art smiled lightly as he kissed your head then your sons as he fed.

This was his ideal life.