To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
“She’s just… using you.”
“Using me?” I laughed, a harsh, grating sound. “Or are you just projecting your own insecurities? You cheated on her, Calvin. You betrayed her trust. You broke her heart. It's been six years. And now you’re trying to sabotage her happiness because you can’t accept that she’s moved on.”
“That’s not true,” he insisted, his voice rising further. “I’ve changed. I’ve learned from my mistakes. I deserve a second chance.”
“You deserve nothing,” I said, my voice cold, my gaze unwavering. “You had your chance, and you blew it. Now, leave. Leave and don’t come back.”
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