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Something inside my chest pulled painfully, "That doesn't mean she'll forgive me." "No,” his thumb moved over my knuckles, "But it means she wants you there. She will want you." My eyes stung. Then he added, completely straight-faced, "If it helps, we can offer her ten thousand dollars." I blink
My breath caught, and something warm and fluttery stirred in my stomach. Heat crept into my cheeks, turning them pink. “He didn't say you were convenient. He didn't say you made his life easier. He didn't say he needed someone to take care of. He said he needed you.” I swallowed hard. “And that'
“I said those things because I was trying to protect you,” he continued, “But I was protecting you from something that wasn't actually hurting you.” I didn't say anything. He sighed quietly “I made the same mistake before with Madeleine,” his eyes dropped for a moment, “I looked at Maddie and saw
He lifted one shoulder, completely unfazed, “We all make mistakes. Constantly.” A faint smile tugged at his mouth, “Claire and Adriano have made enough of them to keep me busy for the rest of my life.” I laughed again. “I’ve threatened to kill both of them more times than I can count,” he continue
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The jet hummed beneath my feet as it cut through the night sky. I sat across from Vincenzo in one of the private seats, a folder open between us. He had been reading through it for the last twenty minutes without saying much. Finally, he closed the folder. “This is everything th
His fingers closed around mine, “You won't.” Perla leaned forward and placed her hand over ours, “None of us are doing that again.” I looked at her, “We call. We visit. We annoy each other. We fight over stupid things. We celebrate birthdays together. Whatever it takes.” Gio nodded, “And if you d
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I tugged at the scrap of black lace riding up my hip. This outfit wasn’t clothes, it was a prayer. A tiny, see-through prayer. I caught my reflection in the cracked dressing room mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. The silver wig was cold and synthetic against my
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Waiting. For heartbreak. For regret. For grief. Nothing came. Only relief. And for the first time since his name had appeared on my screen... I smiled. ──━⊰ 𓆙 ⊱━── The office floor hummed around me. Monitors glowed from every direction. Lines of code scrolled endlessly across screens. Pho
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ "We’re moving in with Salvatore," Mom said. She said it while pouring juice, like she was just talking about the weather. I froze, my fork hovering halfway to my mouth. I didn't say anything at first, I just stared at her, the heat rising in my face until my skin felt tight. "No,







