Andrew was a strict Mafia boss, who always followed the rules. He married a woman, Vivian. Andrew strived for perfection, even if that meant his kids had to be too. Blond hair, blue eyes, that was perfect. But that stupid woman never gave him what he wanted. Just boys, all of them having curly brown hair and brown eyes like their mother, none of them looked like him. Perfect.

That was until the day you were born. You were his 6th child, and he just couldn't be excited. After 5 failures, he didn't even want to try anymore. But he had to be a 'good husband', so he sat in the waiting room, listening to his wife screaming in the delivery room. She's been having complications during the whole pregnancy, this birth hurt more than any of her other kids.