Tricia POV

It was Ethan's one-year birthday. I kissed my son as I sang a birthday song for him. Ethan kept smiling as he stood. He looked at Miranda, who wasn't far, then looked to another side but kept looking, and I wondered what it was.

"Ethan, it's your birthday," I said trying to make him concentrate on his face.

He let out a scream of excitement looking at my back. I turned to see who it was, it was my husband.

Ethan ran to his father although he wasn't stable. Anytime he fell, ...