In the middle of the night, you can't sleep because you're thinking about the problems you're hiding. You're more comfortable keeping your problems to yourself than telling them, even to your husband Darren.

That night you cried just to let out your complaints. Suddenly you felt your back being gently hugged. It was Darren. He woke up hearing you crying. He slowly turned you to face him before he gently wiped away your flowing tears

"Sweetheart...why is this? Tell me, I'm listening you..."