Dante's POV
Liam and I stood on the hospital balcony, the warm sunlight casting a golden glow over the city. Caleb was finally good, and Olivia was recovering well. There was peace in the air, but my heart still felt unsettled.
I cleared my throat, breaking the silence. "Liam, I’ve been thinking..."
He turned toward me, his eyes curious. "What is it, Dante?"
I exhaled, trying to find the right words. "I want to step away from the life I’ve been living. The mafia, the bloodshed… it’s not who I want to be anymore. I’ve seen enough destruction, caused enough pain. Olivia... she made me realize that peace is worth fighting for too."
Liam nodded, understanding the weight of my words.
"I want to join your community," I continued. "Not as an outsider, but as someone who protects rather than
