Without a Fight

Dom knocked on his mother’s bedroom door. They usually had dinner together as a family at least every few days, but she hadn’t been coming down to eat with them. According to the staff, she hadn’t been eating much of anything at all.

“Mom?”

She opened her door, and he stared at her in shock. Her eyes were swollen and red, her hair was messy, and she was wearing a house robe. He had never seen her