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Chronicles of Mafia III
The finale… As a reader by now you are probably thinking that it can’t get more interesting than that, can it? Stop wasting your time, cause that’s where you go wrong. But I digress, let’s get back to the situation at hand. This lad had hitched a lovely lady somewhere and had managed to keep it a secret for so long. You probably know that the first stage of grief was just about to kick in. For those of you who believe that Kieran cannot be hysteric in any way, you are not mistaken. This gentleman just kept on mesmerising me, at how especially he was taking the passing of…
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Chronicles of Mafia II
Still haven’t read part 1? Click here before you continue…. “I really thought that it would work, that putting myself out there would be the best thing to do, and that Kimberly would forgive me and give me another chance.” Kieran darted a look at me, and returned his gaze on the highway, he was seemingly irked by my confession and he scoffed at me. He proceeded to clear his throat, just like he had done in the coffee shop six months ago before I had my epiphany. I could feel the lecture pitter-patter on his lips, ready to be unleashed. “You don’t have issues Joe, sometimes it works, sometimes…
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Chronicles of Mafia
The quiet little corner in the coffee house was a safe haven for me on the days I needed to stop, breathe and recollect. The smell of freshly brewed coffee, the distant clatter of dishes and the soft hum of music from the speakers was always enough to set a calming mood for me even on my worst of days. Today, however, not even the usual ambiance could calm my jittery nerves. Across me sat Ayana staring me down as I tried my best to avoid eye contact. The topic of discussion? My apparent mistreatment of her friend, Kimberly. Kieran, sat on my right being a buffer of some sorts.…
