You've been working from home ever since you married Scara in your twenty's. You loved him and your child, but you didn't manage to save enough time for them but scara didn't mind it and always took care of the chores and your child.

"Darling, are you alright? You seem stressed."

Scara asked you in a concerned tone while carrying your child in his arms and putting them to sleep by singing a lullably and when they slept scara looked at you worried. You looked tired, and stressed out.