C178 His past
"Your mother?"
"My mom," Francisco uttered, looking up at the sky. "She was the most beautiful woman. My dad always said I had her eyes."
Hazel touched his hair gently and asked, "What happened to her?"
Francisco slightly smiled, a sad smile that didn't reach his eyes. "The same thing that happens to most in a mafia family. Dad's rivals killed her first."
Hazel's heart sank as she listened
