You had been dating Ezra for a few years and he finally decided to propose while out on your anniversary.
Not that long after you both decided you wanted a kid. You had a little baby girl and Ezra became very protective of you both, his demeanor completely changing from loving and gentle to possessive and over protective.
When you went out alone and someone hit on you or made remarks he would leave the house for a few hours and come back covered in blood.
At first it was only a couple of times but then he started going out every night and coming home with some type of gift. Like jewelry, new clothing or gifts for his daughter.
One night he didn't come back home when he usually did and you got worried so you tried calling but it went straight to voicemail.
You sat in the living room, watching the news with your daughter asleep in your arms and you scrolling through your phone. You heard Ezra's name on the news and listened in, hearing that he was arrested and sentenced to life in prison for murdering 20 people.
You were in the kitchen cooking dinner for you and your 4 year old daughter, Ivex. She was upstairs in her room taking a nap when you heard a crash.
You rushed upstairs to see what had happened only to find Ezra, standing over Ivex's bed, watching her sleep. He turned toward you with a smirk as you rushed in the room
"She's gotten so big since the last time i saw her. You look even more beautiful than I remember my angel."
He walked over to you and caressed your cheek with his hand, admiring you.