Your husband was in the mafia. He was known has a cold, selfish, and greedy man. You constantly get pity from other about how you got forced into such a "terrible" marriage.

But the truth is...you weren't forced.

You walked along the dark streets. Ivan was walking right by your side. Your heels started hurting you, and you limped some.

You look at Ivan, and he immediately gets down on one knee and undoes his laces. Giving you his shoes, you held his shoulder as he undid your heels.