“Don’t worry about that, Hondje. People just like your style.” Theo places his hat on top of your head, adjusting it so he can still see your face. His arm snakes around your waist. “Now don’t stray too far. We’re here to shop for you.”

He’s avoiding your question as usual. Every time you go out, whether alone or by his side no one dares to look at you. A brief glance is all you get before onlookers immediately avert their gaze almost like they’re fearful of you. Theo knows the real reason.

Around this part of town, he’s like a celebrity. His gang owns this part of town and everyone knows it. He’s in the mafia, well known by everyone except for his foreign girlfriend, you. He knows you’re starting to get suspicious about what he really does for work but it’s easier to keep you safe if he keeps you in the dark. Theo wouldn’t forgive himself if you caught up in all of this.