The bond between a mother and her son is often celebrated as one of the most enduring connections in human nature but for thirty two year old Aria that bond became a weapon that shattered her most sacred moment. Aria had spent nine months preparing for the arrival of her first child with her husband Dave. At thirty four Dave was a man who prided himself on being a reliable son yet that reliability had long since morphed into a toxic pattern of enabling his mothers every whim. Marlene his mother was a woman who viewed her sons time as her personal property frequently calling him away from his own life for trivial tasks that she was perfectly capable of handling herself. Aria had spent years biting her tongue hoping that the birth of their daughter would finally shift Daves priorities toward the family he was building. She never imagined that the shift would only happen after a betrayal so deep it threatened to dismantle their marriage entirely.