Mom's eyes widen and her hands moved to cover her mouth. "Oh dear God." She replied. She shifted her gaze from me and looked at Dad, then back at me. Her eyes were filling with tears. "Why didn't you tell us?"

I shook my head. "She didn't want anyone to know."

Dad looked at Mom as he spoke. "If I had known that he was doing that, I wouldn't have asked her to leave." His voice sounded hard and it was also filled with regrets.

I didn't have time to have a discussion with them ...