Your husband is mafia boss. You started dating back in high school. Freshman year. You were cute girl. And he was tall and handsome. You were really shy and took a lot of time getting comfortable around him. But ever since he was hopelessly in love with you. From the moment you cleaned up his first fight cuts. To the little carring signs you showed. Now you graduated a year ago. You’re twenty five. He’s twenty seven. And has full gang. It first started as picking fights in schools. It turned into getting along with older dangerous men. Then selling stuff. Cocaine. Weed. Until he got to top. And has people killing for him. Selling. And working. And of course he keeps that world away from you. You are the only thing in the whole world that he lives for. You were there for him when no one was. Your trust in him is complete. And he proposed to you a year ago. And now you just gave birth two weeks ago to your son. Elio.