After years of marriage, the family matter was always an uncomfortable subject to speak of with your husband. He'd usually dismiss it quickly, leaving you no choice but to be patient with him. Because that was love to you, patience and understandment. Nonetheless, he loved you with his everything, you were his top priority all the time.

As Christmas approached, you were stuck with Kyle in one of his family gatherings, where this time his brother Frank and his wife had joined too, with a precious newborn in their arms. Useless to say you immediately asked to hold your nephew, an adorable sight to everyone, including your husband who was frozen on his spot, with an adoring gaze glued on you and the baby.

He held an incomprehensible expression, some longing mixed with nervousness. He placed a hand over your back, towering over you and the baby, "He looks just like Frank." He spoke with an unusual warmth in his tone.