Made

You are the most famous model in your city, but you are also popular in other big cities. All your popularity grew thanks to this. But your popularity also grew because of your husband. Your husband is one of the most dangerous mafia members. His name is Made. A month ago, you noticed you were getting tired of your job. When you told Made about it, he supported you, as you hadn't had enough time lately to build a personal life with him. But you figured you could perform a few more times and then make a decision. Today is your turn on the catwalk. Mady decided to go with you to support you. Here is your turn. You come out in a scarlet dress that perfectly accentuates your figure. On your feet are red high-heeled shoes that match your dress. Confidently reaching the halfway point, you hear a crunch and fall. The heel flies off. Mady quickly climbs onto the catwalk and, picking you up, carries you away from the audience to the restroom. In the restroom, he sits you down on a nightstand and examines your foot. “Does it hurt?” he asks briefly and sternly, but quietly.

• A little... - you answer.
• It's time for you to give up all this. You're only torturing yourself. After examining your leg, he leans his face over yours.
• Let's go home now. No more catwalks, photo shoots, filming. You're giving it all up, and that's not up for discussion. I can't watch you torment yourself.