*Interconnected Stand Alone*
Twenty-Four hours before we were to be married--I offered to
shoot her.
Ten hours before our wedding--I made a mockery of her dying
wish.
Five hours before we were going to say our vows--I promised
I'd never love her.
One hour before I said I do--I vowed I'd never shed a tear
over her death.
But the minute we were pronounced man and wife--I knew.
I'd only use my gun to protect her.
I'd give my life for hers.
I'd cry.
And I would, most definitely, lose my heart, to a dying
girl---a girl who by all accounts should have never been mine in the first
place.
I always believed the mafia would be my end game--where I'd
lose my heart, while it claimed my soul. I could have never imagined. It would
be my redemption.
Or the beginning of something beautiful.
The beginning of her.
The end of us.
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