Three months later, I came back. Not for him, but for the divorce papers.When the door to the law firm opened, I almost did not recognize him.Dante had always carried himself with his chest out and his shoulders back, striding forward with a presence that made people step aside without thinking. The man who walked through the door now looked like a ghost.He had lost at least thirty pounds, maybe more. His suit jacket hung loose on his frame, and the dark circles under his eyes were startling.When he saw me, his face fell apart completely.“Tessa, please, do not do this…”I looked down at him.This was the man who once made the entire city tremble, the man who had pressed a gun to a rival’s forehead and smiled coldly as he pulled the trigger. Now, he was crying.“Do not make me sign it,” he begged. “I do not want a divorce. I never wanted this.”I said nothing.“All those years, you were the only one by my side. Every night, every fight, every time I came home with blood o
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