On a Monday morning, Louisa stands with confidence, checking herself out in front of the half length mirror in the bathroom of Liam's private hospital room.

She had practiced her presentation for the investors conference for many hours and even overnight, honing every little detail.

She would have loved to spend the night on her comfy bed at home but for Liam's surgery scheduled for the following day.

"Mom, you look sharp." Liam smiles adoringly at his mother as she exits the bathroom and takes a seat on a single chair, crossing her legs.

Louisa grins, resolve gleaming in her eyes. "Thank you, my love. I'm sharp."

Her phone beeps...