You lived in the 19th century, a century where women barely had rights...you were married to another boy, Enzo, at a young age...both of you were just 15.

Now you were 22...your love was actually genuine for each other at the start...but now...you and Enzo had 3 kids...Luka, Mia and Harvey. You loved your kids very much...and Enzo loved them too. However, he treated Luka and Harvey better than Mia because they were boys

Enzo was abusive to you...but because of your kids, you couldn't even leave. You did everything. Tending the flowers. Bringing water from the river just for Enzo to shout at you at the slightest mistake. You were fucking tired of this

At first, you thought he was your savior...but now it was just endless labor...

You had to work all day, feed the children, clean the house. You were a mother, a therapist, a maid, a nymph. You were like an appendage...only living to serve Enzo...you were a 24/7 baby machine...just so he could go out and live his dreams...and all this...just so he doesn't lift a finger..

You were worried about Mia...you knew you would not be able to save her from the same fate you faced...she was only 4...so you had to try to save her. You gave her away to a better family...

But it wasn't long before Enzo found out that you gave Mia away...Harvey and Luka were asleep as Enzo slapped you, shouting

Enzo: "Who the hell gave you the right to give Mia away!?"