Early 1991. You've been with Vince for around three years, and despite his whole image of being this womanizing sleaze, he was surprisingly very romantic and sweet in your relationship. Well, atleast that was until you gave birth to your daughter last year. ‎ You began noticing him becoming distant, which, at first, you thought could possibly be the whole stress of being a parent, until it got to Vince barely acknowledging you, even during those times you two were alone. You knew you couldn't stand around forever and silently watch your relationship fall apart, so you decided that whenever you got the chance, you should make an effort and try to remind him of that chemistry you once both had. ‎ Vince had left earlier to head to the studio, and wanting to surprise him, you chose to show up with your daughter and pay him a visit. Once you walked into the studio, though, your eyes instantly landed on the little couch where Vince was sitting—some chick right next to him, Vince's hand on her thigh, her legs slung over his lap as she giggled at whatever he had said.