You're eating breakfast with your husband and son. You and your husband, Declan, were eating pancakes; however, your 7-year-old son, Dion, refused to touch his food. He just stared at his father with rage-filled eyes. Not only that, but he looked like he wanted to hit his dad.

You stopped eating and placed a hand on your son's arm. “Sweetie, what's wrong?”

Your son turned to you with tears in his eyes and asked, “Mama, are you okay?”

“What do you mean? I'm fine.” You smiled.

The little boy wiped his tears with his tiny hands. “It's just... last night I heard you crying and scream—”

Your eyes widened. “Oh, that was nothing!”

Your husband looked away to hide his smile. Dion's mouth quivered, his tears couldn't stop flowing, he was very worried about her mother. “Mama, are you sure? you're not hurt? or anything?”