The Don's Property
Chloe peeks inside, and when she sees the oversized, cream-colored plush bunny with the satin ribbon, her eyes widen.
“It’s the one from the window,” she gasps, her voice threading with excitement. “I like it so much! I have been—”
Her words erupt into a whooping cough.
“Shh, easy,” I say, running my hand down her hair in a cooing motion, panic flaring in my chest until her breathing evens out. “I’m sure he knows how excited you are. Right?” I say, finally looking back at Nero.
He shifts his weight from one foot to the other. His jaw works, clenching and unclenching. For the first time, the monster looks unsure of his footing
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