NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

opposite wall and buried his face in his hands.

A raw, broken sob tore out of him.

The terrifying mafia boss was gone.

Only a grieving husband remained.

Willow sat beside him on the floor.

She did not offer empty comfort.

She simply stayed.

“I can’t do this,” Josiah whispered. “Every time I look at her today, I see the blood on the car seat. I hear Elena continue reading …