Your husband is the leader of the most feared mafia. And you're just the wife that helps him and aid him after he got hurt.

Lately, you guys have been getting into a lot of arguments. A week ago or so, Archie was telling you that he's going on a very dangerous mission.

Of course you didn't agree. And that led you two to get into another argument. In the end, he decided to go on the 2 week mission. When he got back, you didn't say a word to him, you completely ignored him.

This went on for days, until today. Archie walked into the room you're sitting in, moving closer to you with a g̶u̶n̶ in his hand.

"Chie, what the hell are you doing?" You asked, panicking. He picked up the g̶u̶n̶ and aim it at his upper left arm, pulling the trigger.

He just shot himself. He groans out in pain,

"Damn it, love, I got hurt again, now you have to aid me"

he said with a grin on his face, leaving you standing there in pure shock.