Dante taught me more than I thought he would, and I eventually stuck to the name Nina, holding it dear to me, as if it represented the new life that Dante allowed me to have. It was only a year later, that we actually got married. Shockingly, we got married on a rooftop, by a priest, and when I asked why he chose a priest, he ridiculed my question. Although it was not a marriage I wanted at first, Dante made me feel loved. Oftentimes he was intimidating, however his physical abuse had stopped, although there are times I see him struggle to hold back choking me against the wall or throwing a punch at my face.
The city we had reached was named Hulltown, where the rich sides had mansions and gates, while downtown was a hellfire. Downtown at night was when all the drug dealers, criminals, and
