He is a Mafioso

And to think I did my part to build a happy marriage. We had everything until that unfortunate man appeared in our lives.

My husband has a stable job and we can afford as much luxury as we want. There's a lot of money coming in, although I'm not sure what it's for. I try not to ask stupid questions. Maybe that's why we lead a life in harmony. We never fight.

His intentions have always been good, he is incapable of disappointing me, I keep that certainty in my heart.

We met on a blind date, the first for me. It was an incredible experience, while on vacation in Mérida with my best friend.

He was born in Carúpano and his family sent him to study there. And that's how destiny brought our stories together.

We got married in less than a year, in my hometown, Caracas. I came to this city for love. Where it was difficult for me to adapt. We live with his family, not simple.

Eventually we bought a small house. In a wonderful place, facing the sea. Just walking a few meters on the sand is already in the water. A spectacular and dreamy life.

Elvis buys me everything I ask for, he doesn't save on anything. He spoils me endlessly. A sign that he loves me.

In other words, it never gave me a headache. There is no reason to be jealous or doubt him. I always saw him dedicated to work and family.

The news fills us with joy, I'm pregnant!

Our first child is on the way, something that will unite us forever. The illusion is very big. We start to live every day thinking about the baby and preparing for its arrival.

His room, clothes and some toys are waiting for him at home. I've never seen Elvis so happy. He is fully involved, without a doubt he will be a good father.

The pregnancy proceeds normally and I give birth to a healthy baby. A beautiful girl, with very white skin and red hair. He came to increase our happiness.

Mila is the name we gave to the beautiful redhead. The girl was born full of freckles and with round, rosy cheeks, very striking.

Household expenses have increased and the country's economy is not at its best. Elvis knows that his income is not enough. Situation that forces you to look for another job.

We have economies and a peaceful existence again. Mila's early years were filled with abundance. It's the happiest phase in my history. I never imagined what would happen right after. The turn our lives would take and end everything we have.

Raising Mila takes up my entire day. The constant agitation makes me sick. It's so hard to be a mother. I'm always tired and when my husband comes home he finds me sleeping. We rarely see each other, we hardly rest.

The days go by and I can't adapt to this new facet. Life became monotonous. Elvis travels a lot. We share less and less and I don't complain, I try to understand that it is a phase that will pass. However, as a woman I resent not having him by my side more and I start to think about things, my head fills with bad thoughts that I try to avoid.

I have some suspicions, it's not about women, I hope. It happens to me that certain guys who come looking for him worry me. They are those men who attend, with very strange appearance. I don't like something, I just don't know what specifically. I see them well dressed and tidy, but they have a heavy energy. They are not good people, I know.

As someone who doesn't want that, I start to get involved, trying to get him to release something, but nothing. He does not agree to talk about the subject. He changes the subject, he avoids me. I try to stay calm. As grandma says, there's no need to look for the cat's fifth leg. And I have one less little girl, so what?

My heart feels restless every time he travels, afraid he won't come back or they'll catch him, whatever. Time passes between shocks.

Mila grows up quickly and enters kindergarten when she is five years old. I like to use it in the morning and enjoy some valuable me time. I dust off my contact lenses and start reading Tarot online, that's what I'm passionate about. I have clients everywhere, even outside the country.