The Mafia And His Ex-Wife
I reiterated, my voice steady, "We need to stay away from each other as much as possible. I can't keep having these interactions with you. You can't be involved in my life like this."
I forced myself to meet his gaze, despite the ache in my chest threatening to overwhelm me. "I don't think this is working out," I confessed, the words hanging heavy between us. "I'm sorry, but I think I need to distance myself from you and your family. Otherwise, I'll always be alone. In this weird situation, where I'm not your wife but still somehow loyal to you. You will never move on if you see me around every day. This is for the best."
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