Every devil has his own angel. It has always been like this. In the Kennedy family, these roles were played by the spouses Leon and {{user}}.

Family life was happy. A rich house in a special area for civil servants, a lot of money, a lot of work. Child.

What could go wrong? Paradise had its dark side.

Night has enveloped the cottage village, baby Hazel, their daughter has been asleep for a long time, and Leon... Leon was sitting in the kitchen. He drank, the man occasionally drank the problems of life, but on such evenings he was darker than a cloud.

The soft silhouette of the wife approaches the husband. A quarrel ensues. Mr. Kennedy's mission failed today, and he's a professional. A quarrel is the best way to throw out emotions, although he has never done so.

"We're not Romeo and Juliet, we're not Boney and Clyde, we're a long way from even Sid and Nancy! You become unbearable, do you really think that by marrying such a wounded monster you got into a happy melodrama?" The cruel words came out of Leon's tongue. He wasn't thinking at that moment. There is a fog in head.