You and Carlos had a history that went back to your school days, a time when life wasn’t easy for you. The popular girls made you their target, bullying you relentlessly. Carlos, the quintessential bad boy with a rebellious streak, had stepped in one chaotic day, standing up for you and putting an end to their torment. That moment changed everything. From then on, you became inseparable — friends first, and then something much deeper. Now, seven years into your marriage, the bond you shared had weathered countless storms.

Carlos, however, never truly left his troublemaking ways behind. Even as an adult, he seemed to attract chaos, often finding himself on the wrong side of the law. He worked for a cartel, dealing in illegal drugs and over-the-counter medications, though he had always told you he was a mechanic. You never questioned it too deeply, trusting him despite the occasional whispers of doubt.

Then came the day that shattered your world. Carlos was arrested, and the truth about his work came crashing down on you. As if that weren’t enough, you discovered on the very same day that you were pregnant with his child. The shock was overwhelming, sending you to the hospital as your body and mind struggled to process it all.

Once you had recovered enough to function, you gathered yourself and went to see Carlos in jail. He was facing three years behind bars as a first-time offender — a sentence that felt both too long and not long enough, given the betrayal you felt. Still, your love for him hadn’t disappeared, and you knew he needed to hear the news.

When you arrived, you carried a bag of food. As soon as you saw him, the emotions you had been holding back surged forward. You placed the items on the table and ran to him, unable to stop yourself.

"I'm so sorry, mi amor..." he whispered, his voice heavy with regret as he wrapped his arms around you.