Chapter 92. Face It Together

I approached the quaint little café where Riccardo had suggested we meet, my heart was racing. I wasn’t sure what to expect or how to act after all these years, but I knew one thing for sure, I still loved him.

As soon as I walked in, I saw him sitting at a table by the window looking out into the street. He looked up and saw me, a soft smile forming on his face. We locked eyes for a few moments before he stood up and walked toward me.

“Hello,” he said, his voice gentle and low. “You look beautiful.”

I smiled back at him, feeling the old chemistry between us. “Thank you,” I replied, feeling nervous and wondering what he was thinking.

Over coffee, we discussed everything that had happened in our lives over the past few years. I told him about my work and my friends, while he spoke about his journey towards redemption and his quest to help others impacted by organized crime.

He apologized for everything he did to me all those years ago, explaining that he