"Terence, what's wrong with you?" Tina asked awkwardly. She noticed that he was in a foul mood. "What happened?"

"Nothing. I'm just very tired," Terence said indifferently. The truth was that he had already been used to Tina and Sandra's endless quarrels. But today, he couldn't stand their familiar squabble.

When she heard his reply, Sandra paused, and said to him, "If you feel tired, just grab something to eat. Ask your mother to make soup for you later. Stay here tonight."

Terence silently nodded in agreement. The two women stopped their squabble, and went to their rooms.

After eating, Terence went to the terrace on the second floor to smoke. A cool breeze passed by as he puffed a cigarette. Just then, Simon came over and asked, "Are you upset?"

"Dad, I'm fine." Terence was already a grown man so he didn't want his family to worry about him.

"You look troubled. It's written all over your face." Simon smiled gently an

him. "Dad!"

"What's wrong?" Simon stopped in his tracks and turned around.

"Thank you." Terence was grateful for the advice and the chance to talk about his dilemma. He finally figured out what to do.

Simon nodded and smiled, and he left his son alone on the balcony. Terence put out his cigarette, and smiled at the moon.

Tina prepared a room for her son. Simon told her about the talk he had with Terence, and she was so happy that tears formed in her eyes.

"Hey, why are you crying? It was supposed to be a happy thing," Simon playfully teased his wife, and wiped away her tears.

"I'm happy for Julia. I'm glad for the both of them," Tina said smiling. By this time, she had managed to stop crying "At last, this day has come. I'm glad that Terence finally admitted his fault, and accepted Julia's innocence."

"Our son has grown up. We don't need to worry about him anymore." Simon's words were heavy with pride and joy.