“Melissa, it’s okay… please don’t cry.” Sebastian consoled as Melissa buried her face into the damp handkerchief, her breaths shaky, her shoulders trembling with each sob.
“...and to make matters worse,” she choked out between sobs, “he didn’t just keep me in the dark… he’s from the Mafia, Sebastian. A killer! And I—I just believed him so much. Oh God…” Her voice cracked, and fresh tears streamed down her cheeks.
Sebastian stood up from his side and came over to Melissa's, squatting beside her. He gently reached for her, holding her trembling hands in his.
“Melissa…” He paused, his voice firm. “Tell me what you want me to do. Do you want me to send him to prison? Say the word, and I’ll make sure he pays for what he’s done.”
Melissa’s lip quivered. She opened her mouth but hesitated a
