Chapter 81: Worth Cherishing
< Shirley >
I was dumbfounded at his words. Something that would make me reconsider my relationship with him—as if there was something that could make me change my mind.
"Shirley," Dylan started in a low tone, making me lock my gaze on him as he cast his head down. "A lot of people may think it is cool to say your boyfriend is in the mafia. But at the end of the day, I'm still a criminal, right? Someone who kills people, someone who doesn't value life."
I couldn't understand where he was going with that. I already knew everything about him, and I still loved him for who he was as a person, not for what he did.
"You think you are bad for me? I am worse for you."
That's when it hit me. I was mopping over myself only, completely ignoring his feelings. How many times was I gonna repeat the same mistakes until I learned, until I grew up?
Dylan had his own insecurities to deal with. He lost many close people in his life and thought he was to blame for all of it.
"I am a filthy crimina
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