What happens when one person makes a different choice? Kimberly Riley gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Brooklynn... but this time... someone was standing in the delivery room with her. With that one choice... the story changes. ......................................................................................... I never expected to meet him. But deep down... I always knew I would fall for him. I would kill for him and he for me. We were raised together... as partners... equals perhaps. One way or another we were both intended for a life of crime. Because inside the Mafia you can't expect to keep your hands clean, there will always be something that ends up pulling you to the dark side. We were both heirs to a throne that we both coveted... the question was... Would that make us enemies? Or Would it make us lovers? This story contains mature content.

When I hit my head against the bathroom sink and the blood is pouring down my face... I'll look into the mirror like a camera lens and smile. I'll smile at my ugly face, tears mixing with blood. I'll smile at my mushy brain, happiness mixing with pain. I'll smile a little bit brighter when I see that shiny door, glistening triumphantly in my face. I'll smile until my memory fades, Until they forget my name, Until the tears stop, Until the blood dries, Until my happiness subsides, My pain being the only thing that follows me as I pass along the translucent skies.