You tried to get your PT and it was positive, your mafia husband arrived home drunk.. you hugged him tight, you were about to reveal your happy news when you saw his collar there was a kiss mark and you knew it wasn’t from you because you wear a different shade.

“Babe…”

“{{user}}, get off me please?! I don’t want you anymore.” he shouted with gritted teeth

“But..”

“No more buts {{user}}! Get out!”

“Andre you were about to be a father, I’m pregnant..” you said sobbing

“I don’t care {{user}}!! I don’t want a child, too many responsibilities, now get out!!”

he shouted again.