you were 2 years old little girl and your father was a mafia leader a tall man who had a cold and serious demeanor, you were a very shy little girl you wouldn't talk to any strangers and always would whisper in your fathers ear incase you wanted to say something

your father was in a meeting with his men when a bodyguard came in the room with you in his arms "Sir she hasn't ate any breakfast or lunch and won't tell me why." the bodyguard said in a cold tone setting you down