You Chose Her, Now Watch Me Leave

Chapter 4

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tightly around my waist as w

dirt path into a slick track of mud. We had to take the ste

sickening *pop*, and a white-hot pain shot up my leg. I gasped

furrowed in concentration as he looked down

to notice the massive, rotting tree branch sn

ood splinter

d me out of the way, placing herself in the path of the falling debris. The heavy branch

ashen, all color dr

frantically checked her pulse, his hands shaking. "Her injuries are life-threatening," he

to his arms. He cast a glance at me whe

dered sharply. "Wait here. I'll sen

and sprinted down the mountain road, carr

gine oil from the docks, streamed from my hair into the co

memory surfaced. I remembered the night he had proposed to me. He had

hysical pain in my ankle was nothing compared to th

rd and began to limp down the opposite side of the mountain alone.

d me wandering on the edge of the highway. He took one look a

y vitals, her brow furrowing at the thermometer. She in

tact?" she asked gently. "Is

paint on the clinic wall. "I h

ot in the drafty hallway. I drifted in and out of con

ones about the Falcone Don. They said he had carried a bleeding woman into the VIP wing hours ago. They whispered that h

night guarding my sister, while I lay dying in a cold clinic hallway. A senior mob-affiliated doctor walked past the hallway. He stopped, his eyes widening in terror as he recognized

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You Chose Her, Now Watch Me Leave

Sophia Langley Mafia

“For five years, I was married to the most feared Mafia Don in New York. But my husband's heart only had room for one woman: my fragile, manipulative half-sister, Siena. He constantly used his absolute authority to protect her, even forgetting my deadly genetic allergy just to cater to her meals. The ultimate betrayal came during a hostage exchange with a rogue faction at the freezing East Docks. The kidnapper pressed a gun to Siena's head and demanded a one-for-one trade. The Mafia Queen for the sweet civilian. My husband and my son didn't hesitate for a single second. "Walk forward, Tessa," Cassio commanded, his voice devoid of any hesitation. "Go save my aunt!" my young son screamed from the car. I was shoved toward the ruthless mobsters and dragged onto their idling smuggling boat. When I looked back, Cassio was hurriedly wrapping his warm coat around Siena's shivering shoulders. He didn't look at me. Not even once. In that freezing rain, I finally realized my absolute worthlessness. I was never a wife or a mother; I was just a disposable bargaining chip. Memories of a past life suddenly flooded my mind-a life where I withered away in a cage, dying alone while Cassio stood over my hospital bed and whispered his final words. "I wish I had met Siena first." I looked down at the freezing, black ocean churning below the edge of the boat. An underground extractor had already prepared my new identity in Switzerland. With a sudden jerk, I ripped my arm out of the mobster's grip and stepped backward off the edge of the boat. This time, I chose to live for myself.”