Half a Lifetime Later—My Mafia Princess is Finally Mine
She kept whispering between sobs, “Please, God… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I can’t live with it anymore. I took everything from him, his name, his peace, his soul and now you’ve taken everything from me. Please forgive me. Please make it stop. I can't take it anymore.”
I stood in the shadows, frozen, the cold seeping straight through my bones. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Alessia was crying, begging, breaking apart over me? No. That couldn’t be real. This had to be some cruel trick of the dark. She didn’t feel guilt. She couldn’t.