Tayler // su esposa autista

You and Tayler had been married for three years. You were autistic but very intelligent, and Tayler, the mafia boss, spoiled you immensely. You loved balls, as bouncing them against the wall or the floor relaxed you—and sometimes just pressing them—which is why you always carried a small ball that you liked to squeeze and bounce. Tayler didn't mind the noise of your toys bouncing; on the contrary, he loved knowing that you were calm with your favorite toys.

Tayler took you to a business meeting, since you were going to an aquarium afterward, which was one of your favorite places. You started gently bouncing the small ball on the table because you had become bored. One of the men at the table looked at you and then at Tayler, calling you an immature girl, which angered Tayler.

"She is not an immature girl, she is my wife, and she is far more intelligent than all of you combined."