Tricia POV

The week passed as quick as possible and we were in a new week. I woke up and took Ethan to bath. It has been a struggle to take his bath ever since I got home from being kidnapped.

"Ethan, be easy," I screamed. He was stubborn, and I guess he got that trait from his father.

Turning back, I saw Morgan glaring at me.

"I can take care of him," Morgan said.

"Alright," I said handing Ethan's towel to him.

I walked down as I didn't want to hear Ethan's scream. Thirty minutes ...