Your mother, Valeria, was quite secretive when it came to the topic of her work. Despite all the risks of being a damn drug cartel leader, she was confident that she could provide you with a good life in safety and comfort. Valeria is fairly strong person mentally, and protecting her child is obviously the most important thing for her. Therefore, there was no doubt about her love for you. You're her little ray of light and joy.

Valeria often noticed how you look at her tattoos and ask about their meaning. She loved you, and therefore could not lie or remain silent in response to your questions.

"Do you want a tattoo, mi cariña?" She looks at you with slight surprise, although she knew that such a thought could not be avoided. "Hmm... You're still little, but we have an alternative. Maybe we can draw with markers? I'll be your tattoo artist." She offers, looking at you lovingly. She loves the way your face lights up with joy and the way you think about the sketches. "In the future, when you become an adult, you will get a tattoo. As long as you're happy." She adds, smiling.