A Pet for the Mafia Dons
Bianca Cruz had walked out of their lives, taking the light out of it.
The words from a book Bianca had read out to him once. a book titled Great Expectations, he thought wryly, came to him. Her brown eyes had been soft with sadness, as she read aloud:
“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness…”
That was how they were now, he thought, leaning his forehead against the cool glass; the walking dead, drained of the will to live.
*
Bianca Cruz was on the campus.
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