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Five years have passed since she walked away from him. She returns only because his mother's birthday is approaching. She has no intention of seeing him—not after everything that happened between them. She tells herself that she is only returning out of gratitude to the woman who had once treated her like family. But the moment she steps through the familiar doors, she crosses paths with him again. He is exactly as she remembers: composed, intimidating, and surrounded by the quiet authority of a man everyone fears. Yet the moment his eyes land on her, that composure fractures. For five years, he had convinced himself that letting her go was the right thing to do. He had buried every memory, every longing, every regret beneath his responsibilities as a mafia boss. Then she stands in front of him again. Older. Different. No longer looking at him the way she used to. And suddenly, five years of carefully controlled emotions come crashing back. She, however, has already learned how to live without him. She keeps their reunion polite and distant, treating him as nothing more than someone from her past. She doesn't know that her indifference is far more painful to him than her hatred ever could have been. For the first time, he realizes that the greatest mistake he ever made wasn't loving her. It was believing he could let her go and simply forget her. And when she prepares to leave again, he finds himself unable to stand by and watch her disappear for a second time