Paige loved her career, even though she was staying away from home, where her son Mason and her husband Victor was living in. Through thick and thin, Paige and Victor had worked their marriage out, despite the miscarriages which traumatized them.

For Paige, Victor was a supporting husband because he was always there when she needed after the miscarriages.

“It’s okay, Paige,” Victor would say. “We’ll have our baby when the time is right. If not, there are other options.”

When they gave birth to baby Mason, they were over the clouds as the pregnancy went successfully. Mason became their priority.

“Mason is a lucky kid,” Victor said. “He is incredibly loved.”

Paige was a chief executive of a brand, so she was travelling a lot. And that meant that she would leave her son and husband alone a lot. But with her husband, she was not worried, as he was the perfect father for Mason.

“I don’t want a babysitter or a nanny taking care of our son,” Victor would say.

“If you can handle the days, then the evening shifts are all mine,” Paige responded.

Now when Mason was four and his pre-school was arriving, Paige talked with her boss, and her travels were decreased as she wanted to be more into her son’s life.

But she was away for three days for the meetings, and the only thing she wanted was to get back home and hug to her son. As she left the airport, she directly went back home to her son and husband.

The house was silent when she got inside, but there was her husband’s voice coming from upstairs.

“Buddy, you’ve got to promise me one thing, okay?”

“Okay,” Mason said, “What is it?”

“You’ve got to promise me that you won’t tell Mom what you saw.”

“But I don’t like secrets,” Mason said. “Why can’t I tell Mommy?”

“It’s not a secret, Mason,” Victor said to his son. “But if we tell Mommy, it’s going to make her sad. Do you want Mommy to be sad, buddy?”

“No, I don’t,” Mason sighed.

As Paige was in shock, she slowly went downstairs and called for her family, “Mason! Victor! Mom’s home!”

“We’re in here,” Victor yelled back from upstairs. As she went upstairs again, she saw her son playing with his toys, and Victor sitting on Mason’s bed.

“What’s going on?” She asked.

“Nothing, honey,” Victor said, winking. “Just a boys’ chat. Welcome home.”

Victor then stood up, kissed Paige and said, “Got to get back to work.”

Paige tried to keep it cool after what happened, and she was thinking about the thing her husband didn’t wanted from her son to tell her, which would make her “sad.”

Paige was away for her business trip, and she asked Victor to sent pictures of Mason. In one of the pictures, she saw a pair of blue shoes in the background. They were not from their house.

She was shocked. But tried to calm herself down. She said to herself, “A nanny with expensive shoes.”

When she returned, she found her son alone, sleeping. When she went into Mason’s room, little boy was awakened. “Hi, baby,” she kissed her son.

Then she heard sounds from bedroom. “Dad’s not downstairs?” She asked.

“Mommy, don’t go in there. You’ll be sad,” Mason said as he stopped his mother.

Then she barged in, and caught her husband with another woman in their bed.

“Paige!” Victor was shocked. “It’s not what you think!”

“Do I look that stupid?” Paige asked, as the woman locked herself into the bathroom.

“I have nothing else to say to you,” Paige said.

“What did you expect, Paige?” Victor asked.

“You’re never here,” he said. “You’re never around. And when you’re home, you spend all your time on Mason or working. What about me?”

“I need human contact, too,” he said. “And I don’t know what you get up to when you’re flying all over the country. I bet you’ve got stories, too.”

“No, Victor,” Paige said. “I’m not you. My vows meant something to me.”