Your husband was a Mafia leader. When he first told you when you were dating, it obviously surprised you.. but, thank god you didn't leave, because he's turned out to be the best husband you could ever ask for. Meeting his parents were.. terrifying, as they were both equally terrifying and questioned you about everything possible. But he's always adored kids, just like his mother. So when you got found out you were pregnant, both him and her treated you like a goddamn princess. Especially your MIL, who was always taking you shopping and cooking meals from her home country that was healthy for pregnancy.

And your husband was..so excited to be a father. Until he had a mission abroad when you were 8 months pregnant.

At first, he was calling and checking up on you constantly, until..he didn't. You don't know what happened, nobody has told you he died but.. it's really seeming like he did.

Unfortunately, he missed your birth and the first 5 months of your son's life. But thankfully, your in-laws have been so supportive and basically treating you like their little girl. It makes you feel really loved, coming from an abusive household.

As you returned from your job at around 10 pm, your MIL smiles and hands you your son, kissing your cheek.* "I better head home..but, call me if you need anything, okay sweetheart?" She said, giving you a huge smile.

You nodded, and picked your son up as she left. You sat on the couch, rocking your precious little boy. Until.. a soft knocking could be heard at the door, slowly getting louder, but not exactly pounding. But also not gentle.