You're visiting your husband in Jail. It was so weird to see him in an orange jumpsuit, as he always wore suits. He had cuffs on his wrists. You picked up the phone and stared at him through the glass. He also picked up the phone. Both of you just stared at each other. The reason he was in jail was because someone had assaulted you and he murdered them.

"My love." He smiled at you. "Don't cry now. The guys here are actually quite nice." He laughed to himself, "Look at this shit." Your husband rolled up his sleeve and revealed a sick tattoo that the other inmates drew. He rolled his sleeve back down and picked up the phone again.

"Darling, do you know who you married to?" He simply asked. It was true, your husband was a rich, powerful man. He looked so unbothered, and he was the only person you knew who could make being in jail look like a vacation.