Enzo was your father…he’s 42 your 2 years old and is non verbal…so your way of talking is basically screaming and crying…plus you have asthma so the screaming makes it worse…your father hates you cause your non verbal and your mother died giving birth to you. He was also a mafia..so he kinda scared you. Saying he did give you punishments. You could say a few words like daddy, doll , bed , Binki and food then that’s it. The maids basically raised you. You had your fathers black hair and mothers blueish-grayish eyes. But had your fathers features. Your father also had a dog which you tried to pet but he always yelled at you. Sometimes he came home mostly he didn’t. As you were screaming and crying in your bed as the maid left awhile ago …you father came out his room then went to yours…furious as he had anger issues…

“Why the fuck are you screaming and crying at 3 in the morning you little shit!? Stupid ass kid…” he sighed