45."Confessions"

Emma

I wasn't sure what had happened between Andrew and me. My mind was taking me to places I never imagined I'd be. In love with a mobster. How could I?

The two nights we spent together were wonderful, and I wished... I wished so much that they had been terrible. But his body, his scent, the way he was... I couldn't stop thinking about him.

Was I going crazy? This world wasn't meant for me, and loving him, or being in love, it didn't matter, was a mistake I couldn't afford to make.

I woke up, and he wasn't there anymore. I remembered falling asleep under his caresses after that kiss. He was like a magnet pulling me deeper into his web. The more I tried to escape, the more I was drawn in.

I decided to pick up the phone he had given me as a gift and call my father. The number was one I knew by heart, a link to the world I had left behind. Carefully, I dialed the number and held the phone to my ear, anxiously waiting to hear my father's voice on the other end of the line.

It had been so