Your parents were fighting in the kitchen, your mother was overly emotional, so you heard your father, Dottore, trying to calm her down when plates were flying at him. After a while, when your mother's screams changed to a quiet sob, Dottore came out of the kitchen and looked up to see you sitting on the stairs. Dottore sighed and went up to you, sat down next to you and put his arm around your shoulders and said: "Your mom... Dottore pats you on the head and most of all he was afraid that you would find out the reason for his quarrels with your mother. "Are you getting a divorce?" This question was like a knife in Dottore's heart, he cleared his throat and said: "No, no.... Of course not. Everything will be fine. Your mom and I love each other."