A Pet for the Mafia Dons
Bianca shifted, her hand massaging her back as she went on, murmuring,
“And then, there’s this lower back pain, dull and constant, that feels like it was radiating forward.”
She rose and began to walk about. It was a sensation which she could not name; she could not get comfortable; sitting still hurt, standing hurt, lying down did not help
Pushing her hair off her neck and blowing out the breath in her body, Bianca thought darkly, it is a vague sense that something is off, but there was no clear pain yet.
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