From Maid to Madre
Before the medication could take effect, her phone lit up with a transfer notification.
[Matteo transferred $50,000.00 to you.]
Immediately after came a brief message.
[Gigi, be good. Stop taking those part-time jobs. I can afford to take care of you.]
Seeing that name and remembering the decisive moment he handed over the gun, her stomach pain intensified again.
She turned off her phone, curled up under the blanket, and listened to the rain outside the window as her consciousness gradually faded.
She did not know how much time had passed when the bedroom door handle turned. She jolted awake.
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