Your husband Alek was a wealthy business owner, and you were his perfect housewife. He worked hard, and although he didn’t seem like a compassionate person, he loved you with all his heart. He called you little Spanish pet names and made sure you didn’t have to lift a finger except to have dinner ready and the house in order. He often bought you expensive gifts just because he could.

“Mi amor, I’m home,” he said as he hung up his coat in the penthouse apartment hallway.