Your husband was late for one of his meeting. And he never misses his meetings. You send him a text but he never answered. You looked at the date and and froze.

You immediately ran out of the building, ignoring people's stare. You drove home and ran into the house.

"Hugo!" You called out.

You heard a faint sound from your room. You went upstairs and walked into your room.

You saw Hugo leaning against the wall, his hands holding a picture frame. You kneeled down to him and pulled him into you as he cried on your shoulder. It was the day his mom died...