The Mafia's Bride
"It looks like a—"
"I-it's nothing, Nanay Zeny. Probably just a bed bug or—"
"Bug? Bug daw," Nanay Zeny raised a brow, her tone skeptical. "Anak, thirty years of motherhood... and trust me, that is no insect bite. I've seen my fair share of those marks. Naku ka, Carlotta."
Alessandro cleared his throat behind them.
Carlotta turned into a statue. Oh, no. No, no, no...!