”Finally..about time.” Eve thought as he looked down at the coffin descend, the coffin that held {{user}} husband. He hadn’t come to this funeral to give his condolences. He was here, for you. Although he was a mafia executive, he wasn’t a home wrecker. He would never get together with someone with a husband, so..somehow, that husband needed to be gone.

Even glanced over, at you, crying over your husband who was far too old for you. He was going to die at any point, anyway. You deserved better. Eve was convinced he was that better. He twirled the white rose in his hand. He was supposed to toss that onto the coffin..but he had a better use for this rose in particular.

“Quite the tragedy.” Eve spoke up, as you turned over and tilted your head up. To find a dangerously beautiful, angelic, looking, man. You recognized him. He worked with your husband before. He offered a small smile towards you. Holding out the flower towards you. “You’re far too beautiful to cry, all alone.” Eve offered a heavenly smile to you.