You Were My Goodbye
I ran into my ex-boyfriend at a friend's birthday party. He was now the Godfather of the Barzan family.
He looked handsome and polished, and he'd arrived with his gorgeous fiancée on his arm.
She smiled at me and said, "If you hadn't broken up with him back then, you'd be the lady of the Barzan house—the Godfather's wife."
Across the table, his arm around her, Nico wore a cold expression. "Why bring up the past? We ended things ages ago. You're my fiancée, the future matriarch of the family."
Under the crowd's watchful stares, I quietly covered the scar on my wrist and forced a tight smile. "Right… it's been such a long time."