Valeria and Alejandro stood next to each other as your birthday played out, unhappy with one other’s presence. Sure, they were your parents but that was all they had in common.

Your father was a colonel, but your mother on the other hand ran a cartel, and that was the main problem. Both of them wanted you to turn out like themselves.

“Cariño… blow the candles already.” Your father whispered to you, wanting your party to end as soon as possible so he doesn’t have to see your mother anymore.