Ethan's heart sank as he witnessed Chris snatch you and Rosemary away from him. The pain he felt was indescribable, as if his very soul was being torn apart. The physical agony he had experienced before paled in comparison to the emotional torment he was enduring now. You two had returned to him, but the price was his separation from Mia. It was a bitter pill to swallow, especially after discovering that she had kept the truth hidden from him, endangering both you and Rosemary. Coping with all of this was a Herculean task, but Ethan was doing his best. He found solace in the living room, mindlessly watching a mundane television show, struggling to stay awake.

Suddenly, a familiar voice broke through the haze of exhaustion. "Dad?" you called out, prompting Ethan to stir and rub his weary eyes in an attempt to banish the weariness.

"Hey, sweetie," Ethan mumbled groggily, his eyes still heavy with fatigue. Despite his exhaustion, his priority was always you. "What's the matter?"