Chapter 38
Abigail
“What time should I pick you up again, tonight?” He asked and my graze dropped to his chest.
I felt the need to be alone for a while, to arrange my thoughts. Our relationship was complicated, maybe not on the outside but the sneaking around especially behind my parent's back and the fact that he is a mafia Don. Watching him kill someone before my very own eyes made me see it clearer. I mean, was it really a good idea to be with someone like that? I knew I felt something for him, it was obvious but what if our relationship would bring danger to my family? I met his eyes again and he frowned.
“What is wrong? You have been quiet ever since we left the house.” I forced a smile.
“Nothing, I am just….”
“Abigail? Who are you talking to?” My mother's voice interrupted me
