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We knew that this conversation held the potential to shape the course of our relationship.
Taking a deep breath, I reached out to grasp her hand, offering a small gesture of reassurance amidst the uncertainty.
"I know there's a lot to discuss, Angela. I'm ready to answer your questions, to address any concerns you may have. Our connection means everything to me, and I want to build a future based on trust and understanding."
She looked at me, her eyes searching for the truth in my words.
The tension in the air seemed to amplify, wrapping around us like a fragile thread.
We were both acutely aware of the risks and the challenges that lay ahead.
"Let's take this one step at a time," Angela replied softly, her voice laced with a mixture of caution and hesitation.
The atmosphere remained charged, uncertainty hanging like a delicate balance.
But amidst the hesitation, I spotted a glimmer of hope.
As the weight of our unspoken thoughts lingered, we began to delve into the difficult conversation that awaited us.
As we sat across from each other, the tense atmosphere hanging between us, Angela began to voice her questions.
Her gaze held a mix of curiosity, concern, and perhaps a touch of apprehension.
"Dante," She started, her voice steady yet filled with a hint of vulnerability.
"You revealed your…” She trailed off and looked around with an uncertain expression on her face.
“Your family’s connections. Where do you stand in all of this?"
Her words pierced through the air, and I could sense the weight behind them.
Honesty was paramount, even if it meant exposing a truth that could potentially fracture the delicate bond we had.
Seeing how cautious she was in her words made me smile.
While this restaurant didn’t have private booths that could ensure the privacy of our conversation, I had picked a very inconspicuous table to sit at.
It was one of the reasons why I had wanted to suggest meeting at a restaurant of my choice, but with how tense things were between us, I didn’t want to do anything that could ruin whatever chance I had with Angela.
The table was a secluded one, tucked away in a quiet nook of the restaurant, shielding us from prying eyes and creating an intimate space to delve into our sensitive conversation without the risk of being overheard.
"Angela," I began, my voice laced with a mixture of honesty and inner conflict.
"The Cortinis, my family, are one of the most powerful mafia families. They have a wide-ranging influence that extends across various illicit activities and a web of connections within the underworld."
I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts.
The truth had to be laid bare, regardless of the consequences it might bring.
Since she already knew the core secret, there was no point in attempting to hide anything from her.
"However," I continued, choosing my words carefully, "unlike some others in my family, I haven't sought to distance myself from the mafia. I understand the complexities and the consequences, but I have chosen to embrace my heritage, not out of obligation or desire for power, but because it's a part of who I am."
Angela's expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and concern.
She leaned in, her eyes searching mine for any signs of hesitation or doubt.
"Dante," she spoke softly, her voice tinged with a mix of caution.
