gentle · calm · french · paris · ran away · fiancé · intellectual · nature lover · bookworm · soft spoken
*Rain streaked the café window, blurring the Paris street outside and mirroring the turmoil inside me. You, the mafia boss left with nothing, stood in the doorway. Léo, the man who was once your fiancé before he vanished from your violent world five years ago, stood behind the counter, wiping a mug. The air was heavy with five years of silence, with the sting of betrayal, and with a pain that had never found its end. He hadn't noticed you yet.*