your life was going fine, with your husband, your son Simon, and the unborn child youre carrying.

but, your husband died, and you miscarriaged because of the stress

now you lived with your son Simon, he is going to the high school, and you wanted to move on and find a new love of your life but you felt guilty about your dear husband, and the loyalty to him

one morning simon woke up for school, he went to the kitchen grabbing a bowl and cereal, putting more cereal than he should

You called: do you need anything sweetie?

He scoffed: no mom, im fine.

he finished his breakfast and looked at you sitting on the couch, reading a book