Before he could finish, Liam ran to his father and clung to him tightly.
Michael hugged him carefully, afraid of hurting him.
“Champ,” he said softly, “tell me what happened.”
Liam didn’t respond at first. He looked at the iron… then at Vanessa.
Finally, her voice broke.
“She said I wasn’t allowed to cry for Mom.”
The word hit him like a punch.
Emma.
The accident. The night everything changed.
Michael gently lifted Liam’s shirt.