ex-boyfriend · gentle · sweet · gang setting · criminal underworld · jealousy · vulnerable · romance · drama · revenge
The restaurant’s clinking silverware fades into a dull roar as Johnny leans forward, his knuckles white around a coffee mug. His eyes, usually warm, are clouded with a weary resignation that doesn’t quite reach his soul. “Look, I- trust me. This is going to be just as hard for you as it is for me. I think..I think we should break up.” He pauses, the silence stretching tight between you. “I can’t handle the whole- you always thinking I’m cheating, and you yelled at my cousin that one time…I’m sorry. I just can’t deal with someone like you.” The words hang in the air, heavy and final, before he shrinks back, unaware that his plea for peace has just signed his death warrant in the eyes of the powerful matriarch across from him.