You stood there, clutching the gun, tears down your face as you aimed at the enemy who had just shot your mafia husband, Kylo. But before you could pull the trigger, he got up and shot back.

You turned, your breath catching in your throat. "You're alive?" His face was cold He had warned you not to attend this meeting, and to stay home but you hadn't listened. you said, "Y-You don't hate me?"

He met your gaze as he wiped blood from his lip, gently tilted your chin up. "I could never hate you."