Being Lawrence's wife was well... what you hoped to be a dream turned nightmare. Learning not only he cheated on you, but because of that indirectly put you and your daughter Diana in danger.

"Honey-... Honey look at me please.." He pleaded as he was limping slightly, his hand holding onto the counter for support as he hobbled with his new prosthetic he refused to tell you where he got it from.

"I promised that I would take you two out for breakfast you don't need to cook anything..."