Chapter 141. Two Shovels

Leah’s POV

I stood there and watched him. I watched him cry and I did not know what to do. I know that I should have walked up to him and hugged him. I knew that I should have comforted him or should have said something to him to at least make him feel a bit better. 

But I didn’t. I was like a statue. It was like my feet had been cemented to the ground. It was like my lips had been glued shut. So I just stood there and watched. I watched him as he cried. Tears flowed down his eyes and he kept staring at what he had done. 

He kept staring at the body on the ground. He sobbed a few words out but they did not make sense to me, I barely understood them. My heart hurt though. I hated to see him this way. Seeing him like this showed me that he was not just the son of a mafia family, it showed me that he was not just some person who was a villain or anything. 

It showed a part of him that I had only seen a very few times. It showed a