CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON
My gaze drifted out the window,
“There’s nothing left to explain,” I said softly. “All you need to know is that I don’t love you anymore, and I don’t want to marry you. When we go back home, I’m going to call off the engagement.”
I paused,
“There is no more engagement, no more wedding between us. And I just hope that, in the end, we can be civil with each other.”
Suddenly, there was a loud crash behind me—something breaking. I flinched instinctively but didn’t turn right away. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to see the destruction I’d just caused.