Seducing My Mafia Stepbrother
Once close enough, I enveloped her in a hug, whispering, “It’s okay. I forgive you.”
At that, Sabrina broke down, her sobs loud and raw. I soothed her as best as I could, gently patting her head. “You could never lose me as a friend,” I assured her between her cries. “We’ve been through too much together.”
We stayed like that for a while, the room filled with the weight of her relief and my understanding. Despite the betrayal, the bond of our friendship was as strong as ever. Her tears slowly subsided, replaced by a fragile smile, a cautious light returning to her eyes.
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