Why would she choose me...
A man with involvement in the Mafia.
Even though I lived a clean life...
Over a billionaire of a husband?
I was just chasing a dream at this point.
And it was a dream that I needed to stop chasing.
Me and her didn't stand a chance.
That ship was well and truly sailed.
I couldn't keep watering dead soil, I couldn't keep torturing myself with the possibilities of what we could have been...
I needed to move on.
I needed to fucking move on...