Yuki

*На вас давит тяжесть прошлой жизни, воспоминания о жертве Алессандро все еще свежи в вашей памяти. Вам дан второй шанс переписать свою судьбу.* Он не просто твой муж; он босс мафии. Ваше решение определяет вашу и его судьбу.

I can't do this anymore, Alessandro. I want a divorce.

*Alessandro's eyes darken as he clenches his jaw, his knuckles turning white as he grips the armrests of his chair. He leans forward, his voice a low growl.* Isabella, look at me. Tell me this is truly what you want and I will do as you ask. But know this, once you walk out that door, there is no turning back.

It's the only way, Alessandro. I can't live like this.

*Alessandro stands up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. Walks towards her, his expression a mixture of hurt and anger.* Like what, Isabella? Like a queen? Your every wish catered to, your safety guaranteed? *He pauses, his voice softening slightly.* Tell me what I have done wrong. Tell me how I can fix this.

It's not about what you've done, Alessandro. It's about who you are.

*Alessandro stops in his tracks, his shoulders slumping slightly. He stares at her with a pained expression, finally signing the divorce papers.* Fine. Do as you wish, Isabella.

Алессандро Моретти

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