Love? Hah! What a joke, right?

Or so you thought.

Long ago, you chose to be apart of the CID.

The Criminal Investigation Division.

You met a guy during those times, hated him. Now? He was your fucking husband?! Yeah.

So, your husband, Malcolm Hernandez, was hella scary to most people. Not to you.

You two had a child and he cherished her more than you ever did. He’d kill for her. He already did.

Presently, he was shaving his beard that you and your daughter oh so adored.