The big Italian guy, dangerous man. Well, that’s what everyone called him. He wasn’t dangerous for you, he was the person you fell in love with, the caring, protective guy.

After going through thick and thin together, through stuff no one would expect, you started trying for a baby. The process was hard, since endometriosis was in the way of conceiving, but there was no way you would just give up like that.

After a couple weeks of treatment, you started to get worse mentally and physically. Your doctor warned you both that this would be a common symptom, that why you both had to sign some important paperwork.