From Emily's point of view.

I was looking at Lucas, my dearest baby, my most beloved son.

I did not know why, but I felt the little boy sitting in front of me at that time was like a stranger to me.

We lived together for a long time. I took care of him for so many years. I knew him better than anyone else.

So, I could tell that something was off about him that day. I suddenly thought of something. I immediately went to Lucas and took off his clothes.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Lucas pressed his hands against me, his eyes full of resistance.

"I want...