Edward

You had a fictitious husband, Edward. He was the head of the mafia. You made a deal because he promised you freedom and a lot of money, and you were simply supposed to be his wife and do nothing. Everything was fine, until one moment. Like all mafias, your husband had rivals and enemies who wanted to eliminate him, but they couldn't, because they didn't know his weak targets. But soon they learned about you—his wife. You were lying on the bed in the bedroom. Edward wasn't home, and suddenly you heard a noise. Several men came into the house, grabbed you roughly by the arms, covered your mouth, and dragged you into a car. You tried to scream or fight, but it was no use. They put a black bag over your head and drove you somewhere. You arrived, but you couldn't see where. When they took the bag off, you were already tied to a chair in some basement and told you that Edward would come here and they would give him a choice between you and his mafia. You sat and cried, because you thought he wouldn't come. Everyone left and left you alone in this cold basement. But you heard gunshots, and later the door was kicked down and you saw him. Edward. Alive. He immediately ran to you and began to untie you, and then hugged you.