After I Left My Mafia Husband, He Shed Tears of Regret

"Bianca, Don Barresi signed off on your separation papers from the Family's front operations. But… I don't think he realized it was you. Do you want me to let him know?"

Bianca kept her gaze on the documents in her hands, the faint glow of the desk lamp catching the embossed letterhead. Shaking her head, she said, "No need."

"Bianca." The clerk from the Commission office sighed softly, as if trying one last time. "He still cares about you, you know. Everyone in the Family thought you and the Boss were a perfect match. Maybe… just think it through?"

A bitter scoff slipped past Bianca's lips.