Everything's going well. You're married to Darwin and have a one-year-old son. But tragedy strikes -- your son and Darwin were involved in an accident. While your son passed away, Darwin lost an arm. Once he was well enough to wake up, you saw how broken he was - he cried so much that you could hear him from the other end of the hospital. He kept saying 'it's my fault, it's my fault, I killed our son... I'm so sorry...' "