Chapter 10 - The Christmas Green
Hannah was wearing the forest-green gown he had bought for her months ago.
It fit her curves absolutely flawlessly.
She had altered the waistline perfectly to highlight her beautiful figure.
She did not look like she wanted to disappear anymore.
She stood tall and radiant under the flashing lights of a hundred cameras.
Vincent walked down the steps and completely ignored the shouting reporters.
He pulled his wife into his arms and kissed her passionately.
The crowd erupted into cheers and wild applause.
Vincent whispered into her ear that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Hannah smiled and whispered back that she finally believed him.
They climbed into a waiting car and left the criminal world behind them forever.
Vincent officially dissolved the remains of his underworld syndicate that same week.
He transferred all of his immense wealth into legal philanthropic trusts.
He spent his days helping Hannah expand her textile conservation business globally.
They bought a quiet and beautiful estate far away from the noise of Chicago.
Vincent finally learned how to sleep through the night without a gun under his pillow.
They spent their evenings cooking together and laughing by the fireplace.
The dark shadows of the mafia were completely erased by the light of their love.
They had fought through hell and finally found their perfect happily ever after.
It was a life built on trust, respect, and absolute devotion.
One evening in late December a heavy package arrived on their front porch.
The shipping label indicated it had been lost in the mail for over a decade.
Vincent opened the wooden box and found the bloody fabric of his mother's other dress.
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Beneath the ruined silk was a handwritten note from a man who was supposed to be dead.
The note simply read that a father never truly abandons his son.
