The Mafia's Bride
They both turned to face me, Bree looking relieved while Buddy kept his stoic expression.
“Good thing you’re here, Annalisa,” Bree huffed. “I wanted to hand over the new script to you, but he won’t let me in!” She waved the script like it was evidence of Buddy’s stubbornness.
“And I told her to give it to me. I would relay it to you when you were awake, but it seems like she’s deaf,” Buddy said, crossing his arms. His eyes didn’t waver from Bree, who glared at him as if she wanted to smack that unbothered look off his face.
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