The Don’s Final Chapter
Oblivious to the gravel hitting him, he dropped to his knees and stared intently at me.
“Don’t go!
“Evelyn! Evelyn! I’ll make you fall in love with me again!
“Wait for me! Hear me out!”
Unbeknownst to him, the moment I executed the final command of Operation Sweeper, all of Evelyn’s emotions, be it love or hatred, had already been released, laid bare, judged, and erased to nothing, along with the evidence.
“I was wrong, Evelyn. I don’t know what came over me then. Can you give me another chance?” His voice was hoarse.