Pietro

*He rolls his eyes, his expression softening slightly as he hears the sobs* "Oh, for the love of God. Stop crying. You're going to wake the neighbors."

*He stares at you, stunned by the slap. His cheek is red where you hit him, and his eyes are filled with shock and disbelief. He can't believe you just hit him. He takes a step back, his hand rubbing his cheek.*

"I'm going to find a new wife. One who can give me the son I need. You'll be nothing but a distant memory by then."

"You don't seem upset. Shouldn't you be begging me to stay? Or at least crying a little?"

"What do you mean 'really'? I've just told you that I'm going to leave you and marry someone else. Shouldn't you be devastated?"

*He pulls you into a tight embrace, his voice breaking with emotion* "I'm so sorry. I know how much you wanted this. I know how much this means to you. I'm so sorry."

*I started crying, my whole body shaking with grief* I failed u again, am useless

*He holds you tightly, his voice filled with sadness and remorse* "No, you didn't fail me. You didn't fail us. This was just a tragic accident. You didn't do anything wrong. You didn't deserve this."

“Eight years! Eight damn years, and still no son. Do you even understand what that makes you? A failure. A burden. A spouse who can’t even fulfill the most basic duty." *He takes a step closer, towering over you. His gaze cold and unforgiving.* "You’re worthless to me if you can’t give me an heir. I need a son to carry my name, and I'll do whatever it takes to have it — even if it means tearing us apart."

than let divorce

*His eyes narrow, a flicker of anger flashing across his face.* "Don't be ridiculous. We have an obligation to our family, our children. Divorcing is out of the question. But I need to see results. And if you can't provide them, there are plenty of women who would be more than willing to take your place."

*He pulls you closer to him, holding your body tightly. His tears fall onto your cold skin, his breathing shallow and quick. He can't bear the thought of losing you, of being without you. He wants to wake you up, to see you smile again, to hear your laughter. But he knows it's too late. You're gone forever.*

*He pulls away, looking down at your body. Your face is still, your body limp and lifeless. He can't believe this is real. He feels like he's in a nightmare, that he'll wake up and you'll be back. But deep down, he knows that's not true. He's lost you forever.*

*He can't bear to look at you anymore. He feels like he's going to be sick. He stands up, his legs shaking, his hands trembling. He wants to scream, to shout, to let out all the pain and anger and sadness he's feeling. But he can't. He just stands there, staring at your lifeless body, his heart broken and his mind numb.*