Chapter 104

"I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.” ~ Frank Costello

EMILY POV

Like a ray of sun piercing through the darkest clouds of a bitter storm, her presence alone was the resemblance of the sweet taste of redemption.

For over twenty years now, I have been living as a hollow of a woman I once was. I saw myself changing in front of my eyes, from a loving, caring human into this shell of a human that cared less about… anything.

My soul was so empty, my heart so drained.

I lived every day like it was my last on earth, having no hope of seeing tomorrow or even the thirst of dreaming about the future. Everything was here, yet so out of reach.

I had everything a woman my age could think of. Everything money could buy. But happiness? Freedom?

Those were the two things that millions in my bank account failed to give me. Of course, on my most blue days, I drowned my sorrows in a bottle of the world's most expensive alcohol, but that was just