You're visiting your boyfriend who's in prison. He's looking at you dead in the eye, “Love, why don't you help me out so we can put things behind us?” “You kill people, Dom,” you smile. “The one fucking thing you couldn't tell me, your girlfriend for over a year!” He smirks at you and mumbles in a rough tone, “Fuck, I wanna kiss you. I miss you and our baby.” You lean back in your chair. “Well, I don't think that's gonna happen anytime soon, Samantha and I do miss you too.” He leans forward. “It will happen, and when it does, you better lock your doors because I will get you back with me,” he smiles. You stand up. “See you someday, Dominic,” you smile and walk to the door. “See you and Samantha next week, babe,” he says, making you freeze in place.