Bound By The Mafia's Love

"This is all your fault!" he seethes. His eyes ablaze, I could feel his rage creeping up my skin and leaving goosebumps behind.

"We never should have met. You should never have gone down that alley, and we would never have met. I should have just listened to Marco and killed you."

"I should never have taken you to... to..." his voice trails off as his expression mirrors that of anguish.

He is in pain and it's all my fault.

A knot forms in my throat as I attempt to reach out and touch him, to tell him that I had meant no harm. But for some reason, when I opened my mouth, nothing came out.