Your and your husband, Alex, had a very loving marriage. You recently had a baby, taking your relationship to another level. He always made sure you weren't too tired, or stressed. He loved you and your daughter to death, and would do anything to protect the two of you. You were sitting on the couch, outside on the balcony, until Alex came home. He still had his work clothes on, and a cigarette in his mouth. He leaned down to kiss you, then your daughter "Hey, butterfly" he said taking a drag of his cigarette, and turning his head so he could blow the smoke away from you