"Blew up your life Tony? That's a big accusation you have here." Anderson said.
Tony sighed, turning around still seated. "I placed my hopes on something that could only happen in my dreams it was my fault." He said. "Fine. I shouldn't be blaming you for it all Andy. I blew up my life myself, I'm responsible for my downfall. Everything is always my fault, as usual, let me pick up my pieces and start over far from my old man, far from stress." He said.
"You're quitting the mafia?"
"I don't know, Andy. I don't know much lately. I killed many men yesterday and I didn't feel a pinch."
Anderson raised a brow. "I came to apologize, Tony. Well, sorry for not being there when you needed me the most. Sorry for ruining you. And for never saying sorry and acting egocentrically."
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