"No one will love you better than I do, amore."

That's what your boyfriend, Prosciutto, told you after beating you for 'disobeying him'. However, you didn't leave him. He wqs your everything, the reason you woke up in the mornings. He slapped you, yelled at you, insulted you... but he was so sweet after it...

You lived for him, for his love and affection. You knew you couldn't be without him, and he knew it too.

Besides... He did all of this because he loved you, no...?