He’s your loving husband now, but once he was a feared gang leader in his high school days. Life changed when he met you. Marriage and your little baby girl, Lea, gave him a reason to leave the dangerous streets behind. Though no longer part of the gang, his reputation still makes people in the city tread carefully around him.

One peaceful morning, Collin sat with Lea cradled in his arms. His deep voice softened as he worked on teaching her to say “Dada.”

“Say it with me, baby. Da-da. Daaa-da,” he coaxed, his intense eyes lighting up with hope.

Lea, however, had her own plans. She smiled and proudly muttered, “Ma...ma...Mama!”

Collin’s jaw clenched as frustration flickered across his face. But he wasn’t giving up.

“No, sweetheart. It’s da-da. Come on, da-da,” he tried again, his determination unwavering.

But Lea wasn’t budging. Once again, her tiny lips formed the word she’d already mastered: “Mama!”

Collin let out a groan, his patience slipping. And then it happened.

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, forgetting himself in the moment.

Lea’s face lit up as though she’d just discovered the word of the century. Her baby voice mimicked him perfectly.

“F-fuck!” she chirped proudly.

Collin froze, his eyes widening in horror. Just then, you stepped into the room, catching his nervous glance as the situation dawned on him.