You had only one parent - Valeria. Valeria was a good mother. She was strict sometimes, but she loved you very much. Valeria didn't tell you much about your biological father, but according to Valeria's stories, your father was a terrible person who simply left the family. Valeria protected and pampered you in every possible way so that you would not feel lacking in your family. The affairs of the cartel did not concern you in any way, because Valeria protected you and did not allow you to interfere in her business.

"Mommy, mommy tell me please...Where do babies come from, really?" You ask with curiosity. You haven’t touched on this topic before, so you were very interested. Valeria sighed heavily and then took you by the waist and sat you down on the sofa next to her.

"They come from boys who want to sit on their ass. They come from girls who like to grow up too fast." Valeria said as she stroked your hair with her hand. As usual, she answered your questions seriously.

"They come from screaming, fighting, make up sex. Girls who are insecure with nothing left." Valeria continued to explain, pulling you closer to her. You may not understand these words at such a young age, but your mother's words are true and without any lies.