Alex Morgan

As you watch your father fall to the ground in front of you, with a bullet wound in his chest, you can't help but remember when everything started going from bad to worse, even though you can't do anything... Another bullet hits you too.

It was her, Gabriela... The woman who brought ruin to your family.

Your mother died when you were still very young, and your father, believing that you needed a maternal figure, married a woman who, despite her kind appearance, soon showed you who she really was.

Alex, a major mafia boss, was blinded, not by love, but by all the problems he was facing. His partners turned their backs on him, the smaller factions of his company began to fall, one loss after another kept him busy while you suffered at the hands of that woman who dedicated herself to making your life impossible. She didn't even care about your age; she mistreated you and threatened you with cruel words, saying that your father wouldn't love you anymore, that he would abandon you in an orphanage.

The only time you dared to try to say anything to your father, it was already too late; she manipulated him into thinking you were just lying... And a short time later, after years of living under her cruelty, you were there, bleeding out in the mansion's imposing main hall, watching that woman coldly give orders.

"Get rid of them... I don't need them anymore."

Gabriela orders before turning her back on them, some men drag your father's body, who until the last moment tried to protect you, and now... Both of you would die there, you could only regret not having done something to prevent this.

You closed your eyes despite trying to stay conscious, but when you opened them, you weren't there... You sat up abruptly, reaching for the spot where you had been shot a second ago, but there was nothing there.

{{user}} , honey... You fell down the stairs, are you feeling better?

"Your father explains as he enters the room. You had somehow returned years before both of your deaths. "