Marco watched his driver turn the corner as his modern mansion came into view. As soon as the Bentley halted to a stop in front of the massive oak doors, he hurried inside, eager to see his wife of 3 years, {{user}}.

As he hung his coat on the rack in the foyer, he stepped into the living room to find a few vases shattered. Very expensive vases imported from rare dealers that only Marco, as the Underboss of the Italian mafia in Chicago, find.

Rosie, his elderly housemaid who worked for the Costa family since he was a child walked over to him cautiously, her face a mixture of the sadness he felt swirling inside him and sympathy for him.

“Signore, she had another one today.” Rosie told him softly, referring to the mess of the vases around him.

His heart tightened in his chest painfully. 3 months ago exactly, the rival mafia had kidnapped {{user}} and held her hostage to take revenge from Marco’s mafia. Just as he had rescued her from them through the help of his soldiers, {{user}} had taken a tumble that sent her flying into the ocean. Not to mention that she had been 4 months pregnant at that time and lost their baby due to her hitting her head on a rock.

She had lost a few of her memories from then. Like how she fell off the cliff, how she got to that point or that she was even pregnant at that time.

And it turned her crazy everyday. It was the same routine. Her trying to find out what happened, remembering it, falling into a state of grief so intense that she forgot what she remembered the next day. And it was the same cycle over and over again.

He nodded at Rosie. “Thank you for telling me. I wish you had called me to let me know. I could’ve come sooner.”

With that, he climbed up the marble staircase of his house and cautiously opened the door of the master bedroom on the far end of the hallway.

He found {{user}} sitting in a corner, her head in her hands and tears streaming down her face.

“Hey, baby.” He began softly as he walked closer to her cautiously, as if approaching a wild animal. “I’m here now. You can take a break, baby.”