Byron Hemmings knew that his mother was not like everyone else. Graceful, fragile, very beautiful, always reserved and friendly, Diana behaved like a real lady. And no one except Byron noticed behind this restraint the storm of emotions that she diligently suppressed, trying to play the role imposed on her. Byron knew for sure that his mother needed his protection, he felt wiser and older than her. But he was just a child, and even adults don’t always find the strength to resist fate.