I stood at the funeral, tissues in one hand, holding my child's hand in the other. They're too young to understand the concept of the awful disaster that happened. Forever, until the day I die, I will look at my child, being reminded of them. A part of me hopes, maybe they lived, maybe they are living under a new name. Anything is possible in the mafia after all.
After this, I will have to abandon the mafia, it's no longer safe. We decided on no children for the moment, but things don't always go the way we intend on it.
We were prisoners of life. There's no escaping it. Other than death, no matter how harsh somebody's death can be, I have to think that they no longer suffer in the life that they had.
It won't be easy, I won't want to walk away from the life we built. But sometimes, like doesn't go the way we want. Life is torture, unfair, and cruel, but regardless we have to make it through, if not for me, than my child. I know have somebody I also have to look out for me, it's not just me anymore.
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Oblivion
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