"Mama, it is unusual that Papa retired so early."

Sander looked dejected because Desmond only kissed him a good night and left to retire to his chamber. He was expecting that they would have fun tonight but Desmond didn't seem to be in the mood right now.

I gently combed his hair after I tucked him into his blanket. "Papa is tired, little man. He will be alright tomorrow."

Desmond didn't say a word after I retorted a harsh truth to him earlier.

I was not a fool. He knew that I had warned him in the past that if that case should happen again, there would be no second...