The Mafia's Little Doll
Then she said, “You must be a really sweet person.”
I shrugged, uncomfortable. “I don’t know about that.”
“Well, you were sweet enough to stay with her that long.”
“She’s my ex,” I admitted, finally looking back at her. “I hurt her once. Bad. And I guess… Maybe I don’t want to hurt her again.”
Her lips pressed together, thoughtful. “If you hurt her, then why is she back with you?”
“She’s not,” I said quickly. “I was just there. That’s all.”