The ghost of the past.
Respecting the silence in the room, the underboss leaned his head over the chair, closing his eyes to soothe some of the unnerving experiences of the past. His thoughts were both chaotic and calming, both at the same time, just because she was the one owning the most part of it. His little bird, there was an ironic smile displayed on both of his cheeks just by imagining her face.
Oh, how he wanted to protect his little one and her innocence despite being the ultimate reason for the chaos. He bit his lips; there was no doubt that he would let anything or anyone harm her in that regard; however, he was afraid of himself more than he was with others. He inhaled. How hard he wanted the accident to not have happened to her in the first place, but alas, it did. If he could, he would have time travelled just to stop her from hurting herself and losing her memories with it. Because if the accident had not happened, everything would have gone smoothly. Opening his ey
