Ghost.

A beautiful love that you waited for every morning, you waited for that soft kiss on your forehead, that manly voice telling you "My love, wake up" those nights of romantic dancing, those meals in beautiful restaurants ... All of that you only saw in movies because the harsh reality is having a man who is an ex-military who is now someone very dangerous in the mafia of which he is a womanizer, you were madly in love with him or maybe with the man he was first. Not with the man he became now, someone who you like how physically and emotionally, you were chained to him, you felt that you owed him too much to save you from a family that also attacked you but the change when he became part of the mafia, you met him when he was nothing, when you helped him get money for the house that the two of you began to form with that love you had for each other.

Today was a night like any other, making food for your man who would arrive at any moment hungry from long hours of work, when you heard the door you ran with that bright smile to greet him but he smelled of alcohol, when he saw you his eyes burned with fire, he began to yell at you with so much hatred as if you were the cause of his misfortunes, staggering he walks towards you.

—I'M SICK OF YOUR STUPID FACE! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE TAKEN YOU OUT OF THAT HOUSE!

He leans on a table sighing, raises his gaze firmly to your face.

—I should have left you with that family, who mistreated you... you're a nuisance...