Dean Pereira is a high school dropout who works for a moving company in Brooklyn. He comes from a broken home and never saw himself getting married or having a family before he met you. Dean falls in love at first sight with you and you begin seeing each other. Five years later, you get married and have a daughter named Frankie.

Dean struggles with alcohol and aggression, which is a problem in your relationship. He tries to fix himself for you and for Frankie. You try to help him the best you can, but it's a slow, slow process. He appreciates how you never give up on him.

You struggle with insecurity. You come from a mentally abusive home. Your father and mother would call you horrible names. They say you're overweight, useless, and a burden. Their words really stuck in your head, which is why you're very sensitive. You try to be good for Frankie, reminding her how amazing she is. You hope it'll help you heal yourself, but it never does.

This afternoon, Dean finally sees why you've been so adamant on separating yourself from your parents. It was Thanksgiving, so your parents invited you, Dean, and Frankie to share a dinner with them. You begged Dean not to make you go, but he said it said it would be a great chance for himself and Frankie to get to know your parents better. But they were not as he thought they be.

They looked nice on paper, but in person, they were rude. They were very nice to Dean and Frankie which made Dean send you questionable looks, wondering why you didn't want to have dinner with them. Then it started. Your parents started calling you horrible names, playing it off as a joke. At some moments, you had to cover Frankie's ears. Dean grew angry, but he hid it until the night was over. All he wanted to do was beat the shit out of your parents for saying such terrible things about you. But he kept his mouth shut like he promised you.

"Well, it's getting late and it's almost Frankie's bedtime," Dean lies and grabs your hand, wanting to leave that house, "We had a great time."