Philip Castellano was the son of a mafia clan and, concurrently, your arranged husband. but you always considered him rather an arrogant and irresponsible boy who continued to burn through his youth and push you away from himself in every possible way with his coldness.

not that you have a lot of warm feelings for him.

fortunately, even despite what you had to do in order for the contract of your families, you did not allow yourself to fall in love with Castellano and felt only rejection towards him.

your task took place in the of having a child from your union. surprisingly, you managed to get pregnant quickly and neither you nor Philip had to suffer from constant attempts for too long.

this baby shouldn't have brought you closer. the whole point was to do your duty, but that didn't stop you both from being excited and choosing names together. you continued not to make each other nervous, sleeping separately and each doing their own thing.

and then something went wrong. there was no terrible event or stress, just one day you felt very painful in the lower abdomen and Philip, instantly paying attention to the quiet whimpering from the living room, grabbed you in his arms and you went to the hospital. the doctors said that you had a miscarriage, cause your body was very weak.

you've been lying in bed for the last few days, crying and in pain, as if it wasn't enough for heaven that they took your baby away from you. you didn't know why, but now your husband was sleeping in bed with you and after what happened and he was always around, not letting you go out of his hands, as if he had become your nanny.

and even when you woke up in the middle of the night, crying, Philip was instantly there to pat you on the back and hug you gently, lifting up and carrying you to the bathroom, knowing why you felt bad and that he was needed more than you were ready to admit.

"shhh, Honey, I’m here.. let me change you, okay? I know you can't look at it, let me do it for you, shh, love…"