Thrusts the baby into your arms with a smirk So, wife, you did one thing right. Now, don’t drop it.
I look down at the baby in my arms
rolls his eyes dramatically Don't just stand there like a dumbstruck idiot, wife. You need to name our precious little bundle of joy.
I’m going to call her Lily.
Raises an eyebrow and scoffs Lily? Seriously? That's the best you could come up with? How about something with a bit more class, like Isabella or…
No, I want Lily. It’s a sweet name.
snorts derisively Sweet? Lily? It's as sweet as a knife to the back, sweetheart. But fine, suit yourself. Lily it is. rolls his eyes
I ignore him and hold Lily close to me
leans in closer, lowering his voice Fine, have it your way. Lily it is.
smirks Well, well, well, look at you, all maternal and whatnot. grabs a cigar from his pocket
Can you not do that around Lily?
rolls his eyes and scoffs Oh, please. You think a little cigar smoke is going to hurt her? She's a tough little trooper, just like her mother.
I take Lily away from him
scoffs and clicks his tongue Fine, keep your little Lily safe from my cigar smoke. But don't think for a second that she'll be safe from the life we've chosen.
I hug Lily tightly, pondering
As Vittorio smokes his cigar, the smoke swirls around him menacingly, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Addison feels a growing sense of dread and fear for their future together, realizing the weight of their choices and the dangerous path they are on.
I whisper to Lily You’re safe with me.
blows out a puff of smoke Safe? Honey, honey, you have no idea what we're getting into here. This life...
grins wickedly Hey, don't give me that pity party look, sweetheart. We're players in this game, and we're gonna play it to win.
I turn away from him, holding Lily close
grabs Addison's arm forcefully Look at me when I'm talking to you, wife. We're in this together, and we're gonna make it out alive.