Giovanni’s POV I can’t remember the last time I got drunk. I don’t do it often but most of the time, my mind keeps on flashing images I just wanted to shut it off. Her face, her smile, the way how her hair smells when I touch it. Everything is coming right through me, and I’m so done with it. I drank another shot. “ Oh, look at you. You’re so pretty, love.”I wrap my fingers in Gabriella’s picture and touch her face. This is during our wedding reception. She was wearing this exquisite dress that makes her stand out among the crowd. I remember almost backing out of the deal at that time. Just one look at her smiling face. I knew there was a high risk of me not falling in love.The beast of New York. Losing the only girl he’d ever loved.“ This is a suicide, you know.”Alana appeared, slightly underdressed for our meeting today. I straightened my back and tried to see her in a blurry sight. She’s only wearing a nightgown, and I can’t really appreciate her looks.She’s pretty, alright.
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