'Roxie, I... I... I need to leave.'

I ran to the bedroom and put my clothes on. I sat on the bed, I can't believe I am so emotional. That's not me.

A three year old made me melt.

Chase knocked on the open door.

'You OK?'

'No, I lost it. Can't believe I lost it.'

'Nicole, she is worried about you. She asked if you could tuck her in.'

'Chase... I don't think I can handle it. I don't want to lose it in front of her.'

'I told he no more Mommy talk. So, just a quick tuck, kiss on the forehead and a good night. That's all.'...