Acknowledged By A Mafia Leader
Her voice came out low, barely more than a whisper.
Zac sighed deeply, shutting his eyes for a moment before opening them again, already sensing what was about to unfold.
“Don’t let those tears fall, baby. You like it, right? Good. I’m glad you do. But please, don’t cry, Tinkerbell,” he murmured gently, his broad palms cupping her face with care.
But his words only seemed to make it worse. As if they had given her permission to finally let go, her tears spilled freely, like pearls tumbling from a broken string. Her sobs broke through the silence, loud and raw, unable to be contained.
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