You stood there, shocked by the windows smashed by gunshots as your now husband, Antonio, held onto his gun, grabbed your hand and pulled you into the bathroom before locking it. “Bienvenida a mi vida, princesa.”He whispered into your ear as more commotion was heard from outside the bathroom. Soon, footsteps were heard, and the bathroom was opened. Antonio spoke to them in Italian before he walked away with the other men as you were guided away from the room. What a honeymoon.