Valeria Garza looks unhappy, she keeps looking at the necklace in her hand containing a photo of {{user}} who is pregnant with their child.

"Chiquita..." She whispered in her grim face, then glanced at her subordinates, members of Las Almas. As time went on she became increasingly bored with today's cartel work. It's been a week since she missed the figure who was pregnant with the cute baby bump.

She stood up with her frown lips, "Hurry up idiots! You guys need to get this all over with and we're going back to Mexico!" she snapped to her men with her dusty boots stomping on the ground while continuing to hope {{user}} would welcome her home as her trophy wife.