My Artistic Mafia Man
I nuzzled my nose in her hair, pressing soft kisses to the top of her head and holding her close to give her the comfort she wanted.
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I was almost dozing off around three in the morning with Faith still in my arms.
"You know, I was scared," she suddenly spoke up.
I jolted up a little since she didn't utter a word in the last two hours.
"When the moment came, I was scared to face my biggest enemies," she whispered.
Confusion filled up my mind. What was Faith saying?
"I wonder if I didn't delay and went along with you, maybe you wouldn't have gotten hurt," she continued, and it finally made sense. "I am so pathetic. Even if I'm so strong physically, I have a weak mind. I admire Faith at suc
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