“I see. Is that what you wanted to talk about?” Harvey asked as if he had expected this all along.
“Hayden told me that time is running out. In less than a month, if she doesn’t wake up…” I said before my words trailed off as my eyes travelled to the figure sleeping peacefully on her bed.
“I’ll let her go. Her body probably won’t last much longer either…” Harvey said passively.
He’ll let her go as in. He’ll pull the plug and let her…
“It’s ok, Malissa…” Harvey said before he smiled a soft and gentle smile at me.
In that moment, I had no idea why I was the one being comforted when it was Harvey who was about to lose his fiancée…forever.
“If only she would wake up…” I mumbled very softly to myself.
I quickly noticed that that doesn’t solve our immediate problem. The timeline doesn’t line up. The deal expires in around a month while I had to give the boss my answer in 6 days. What should I do? Suddenly it seemed like everyone was just figuring out a way to buy more time.
“What are you so worried about, Malissa?” Harvey asked and I could feel his concerned eyes on me.
I was worried about so many things that I didn’t even know where to start.
“Did you and Amelia ever talk about having kids?” I asked as I looked straight at Harvey.
“Kids? Of course. Amelia wanted kids while I was sort of neutral about it. I knew that sooner or later we would end up having children,” Harvey replied casually.
“Did it ever bother Amelia that, you know, her children will have to join the gang?” I asked the first thing that came to my mind.
Harvey did not seem surprised by my questions or what I was suggesting at all. He just smiled at me and I felt that he understood me or at least he was trying to.
“Well, Amelia wasn’t from a normal standard family either. They are a shady and grey lot too although not really characterized as the mafia. She also grew up knowing that she was going to end up marrying a gangster boss, so I guess she got used to it…” Harvey replied.
“Still, I bet she was worried about the future of her children…” I pressed even further.
“She was and that was why she kept on lecturing me about peace and forming peaceful partnerships with the other gangs. Things seemed to be going well at first, but I could see things that she couldn’t see. Amelia was too trusting, and she paid dearly for that. It was partly my fault for giving her too much freedom,” Harvey said regretfully.
“She was betrayed?” I asked, to make sure that I understood correctly.
“Of course, she was. That’s what low lives gangsters always do. Fooling an inexperience woman was probably one of the easiest things for them. It was my fault; I should have paid more attention to her and what she was desperately fighting for instead of merely laughing it off as a dream. In the end, I never believed in the concept of peace. I still don’t,” Harvey said dryly.
“That’s just…” I mumbled but I couldn’t bring myself to finish my sentence. That’s just sad. It’s just too sad.
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