Chapter eighty seven

Angel

I woke up every day with a sense of disorientation, my memories lost in a sea of uncertainty. The constant ache of not knowing who I was or where I belonged weighed heavily on me. In the fragments of my subconscious, a blurry image of a woman being forced into marriage haunted my thoughts—an unsettling reminder of a past I couldn't fully grasp.

The responsibility of leading a mafia clan loomed over me like a dark cloud. Faces and names flickered in my mind, but they remained elusive, shrouded in the fog of my lost memories. I couldn't escape the fear that I was walking on a tightrope, teetering on the edge of a world I could barely comprehend.

Selena became my lifeline in this muddled existence. Her unwavering support, kindness, and dedication to helping me piece together the puzzle of my past were beacons of light in the abyss of my confusion. I could sense her genuine care, her every action a testament to the depth of her compassion.

As we spent our days together, exploring o