His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Christian

Christian walked to the front and leaned against the door, patiently waiting for Isobel to walk through. Wwas going to leave her mouth, he knew that it was going to be good.

“Hey.” Isobel barely whispered as she walked through the door. Christian looked at the face of his formernoticed how it looked as if she hadn’t slept in weeks.

“Hey.” He greeted her back. The voice in his head told him to yell at her for betraying him, but the feelinlonged for his childhood friend. Isobel had her bad side, but also her good side and he had to admit, he presence.

“I-“ They both spoke at the same time and looked down smiling. “You go first,” Christian told her.

“I’ve heard from my father about what happened today, and I’m so sorry.” Isobel started speaking as a ther cheek. “I don’t want him to suffer because of my mistakes, and trust me or not—I know that it was ahave to live with that for the rest of my life.” She stepped forward, while Christian took a step back.

“I feel sorry towards you, and towards Serena—and I know that all of this is my fault and I know that I shto even be alive, and I know that you probably don’t ever want to see me again—but I never got the chaapologize…I’m sorry.” Isobel whispered the last words.

Christian sighed and thought about what to say. He was pissed and he knew that they wouldn’t even be wasn’t for her and Enzo. He knew that Serena would’ve still been here, enjoying her pregnancy as she shwasn’t for them—but he also knew that Isobel’s apology was sincere.

“We’ve known each other for years, and you’ve betrayed me—just like that. Didn’t our friendship mean you?” Christian was finally ready to hear the answer he had been waiting for.

“N-no, of course, it did,” Isobel clarified. “Our friendship was real, our friendship is real—I’ve never mean—“

and you threatened an innocent man’s life in the process,” Christian said. The image of theshaking, and being willing to die for his family over something which he had no

all of the blame on me.” Isobel reminded him. “Isobevictim here. I am, Serena is—and my daughter

wouldn’t have been able to reunite with her family in peace if it wasn’t

to remain as calm as possible. Theright, but to him, Serena reuniting with her family could not be compared to not only

eyes which

do something which would make him an idiot, but he didn’t want them to endlike this. “Wait.” He breathed, causing Isobel to turn her head

last chance to apologize, choose your words wisely.”

we’ve been through a lot together—the picture of you holding me in your arms as a baby, whone year old should tell enough about the bond we share. You are my best friend and I don’t want to losnot expecting you to forgive me right now, but…I can’t stand the feeling of you hating me. You might noI

of jealousy and I know a simple sorry can’tyou as a

the conversations the two had often shared. There was no eIsobel had done, but he still felt as if he was partly to blame.

had held him back from accepting the apology

because of her, and he knew that she was not fond of Isobel. But she waEnzo, so somewhere he held that little bit of hope that she would also be able to

shrugged his shoulders.

forgive you…it doesn’t mean we’re friends again, but I forgive you.” Christian found it in his heart to acapology. “Thank you.”

back to what we were…as friends?” Isobel asked, knowing that they could nevethan that. “I

forgive me?” Isobel asked next, only to receive the exact don’t

be as forgiving as me.” Christian reminded made up his mind to not