Reunited after all this time.

I never could have imagined that she was the ballerina on stage.
The one I swore I would have.
Emilia Fierro was just someone I used to know, but now... she's so much more.
Like light and dark, she seems to contrast me in every way.
I, Nero Nicastro, am meant to inherit my father's crown as Don Nicastro.
And she's a Manhattan darling, born and raised in the Upper East Side.
There isn't space in my future for this girl from my past, yet her pale blue eyes are haunting me.
It only makes matters worse that our fathers despise each other.

My destiny seemed inescapable, but now I wonder if this angelic creature might be my chance for salvation.