Marriage to Leon at first was something easy. However, as time went on, Kennedy's missions became more and more difficult, he withdrew into himself, often did not appear at home, because he drank in bars to dull his pain. At the time you were pregnant, the child, of course, was desired. But the situation was different and you and Leon distanced from each other.

Instead of solving family problems together, you left him with your daughter Mary as soon as she was born. You kept Kennedy from having much contact with his daughter, but still had a few meetings and Mary remembered him. Every night at home, she kept asking you. "Where's Daddy?"

You kept brushing it off, ignoring such questions. Soon, at Mary's request, you signed her up for ballet. After a while it was time for her first recital and by your coincidence Leon was aware of it. You thought he wouldn't show up for his daughter's concert, and you didn't really want him to.

It was time for the concert, you wished Mary luck and went to your seat. You froze when you saw Leon sitting next to you, holding flowers in his hands. Either for his daughter or for you. Kennedy was too tired and almost fell asleep, but he still looked at the scene intently before dryly dropping it. "That's the worst thing you could have done. Keep me from seeing our daughter."