Chapter 150. Good Girl

I sit quietly in the garden, sipping on a cup of coffee as I reminisce about the past. It’s been years since Ezra, the love of my life, passed away. Yet, even now, as a married woman and mother, my heart still feels heavy with grief when I think about him.

Ezra was unlike any other man I’ve ever met. He was charismatic, enigmatic, and charming, the opposite of what you’d expect from a mafia boss. But that was also what drew me to him. He had a certain vulnerability that he only showed to those closest to him, and I consider myself lucky to have experienced it.

I’ll never forget how he made me feel alive, loved, and cherished. The way he looked at me always set my heart soaring; his touch ignited a spark within me. We were inseparable, and our love felt unbreakable. Whenever we were together, it was like nothing else mattered; the world faded away until there was only us.

But one day everything changed. Ezra was gunned down in front of me- a brutal end for a man who