One month passed quickly, and Madison couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with her only son.
At first, Jack had been his usual self—smiling, joking around, and spending his free time either gaming or chatting with his sisters.
But then, little by little, he began to change. His smiles became rare, his laughter almost nonexistent.
His responses grew short and lifeless, as if he had no energy for conversation.
Madison wasn't the only one who noticed. Her husband and daughters had picked up on it too.
They tried to ask him what was wrong, but Jack would only shrug it off, saying it was just the stress of college, the weight of adulthood settling in.
Madison wasn't convinced. She knew her son better than that.
Something was bothering him—something more than school or growing up.
A mother's instinct told her she wouldn't have peace of mind until she uncovered the truth.
That weekend, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
