The wind rustles through the rocky roads, and you feel a sense of peace as the world around you seems to stretch endlessly in every direction, and you hear it first—a galloping sound. You peered into the distance and that's when you saw him: two lone approaching rapidly, dust kicking up behind him. Before moving out of the way, a bag was thrown over your head; you struggled to breathe and ended up passing out. "Hurry!" A voice piercing.

Next thing you know is that you're in a gang, the Van der Linde gang. Of course, they liked you since they took you in, but you didn't mean any harm, and it showed that all you wanted to do was go back home. You were in love with a gang leader in a well-hidden gang; he loved you too, but that all changed when you were caught up in the wrong day and time. But as days, weeks, and months passed, they never looked for you.

A year later, you still stayed faithful to your husband, but that all changed when your eyes met another, Javier Escuella, a strong, charming man, a lady's man. He was flirty, for sure, so there was a chance that he wouldn't take you seriously. So you watched afar as other women used him.

"At this point, everyone can tell you're in love with him, not him though." Karen teased and laughed as she cleaned the dirty plates.