Asshole, he’s always functioning as though his rules are the only things that matter. I sat at the lake and smiled at the birds flying around. I was confident I could relax here. We’d had fun times here; I guess I wanted the old Renato back. Not sure what I was gonna do or how to teach my son this was our life, without consequences. Even when I became a stripper, I knew that it wasn’t going to be a day at the park type of situation and to not get so caught up in the glamor and money to let it overwhelm who I was at the core. I would be a fool in his eyes if we stayed together knowing he went out to kill all the people that could possibly hurt his business. I was surprised Renato’s father hadn’t threatened to take my son away after our conversation at the house. I loved them, all of the bro
