Under Mafia Protection
he said, shaking his head as if I were the most ridiculous person he'd ever met.
"I can take the sofa!" I spoke. "Or the floor...or even the bathroom floor, I guess. I snore sometimes, can't really help it," I rambled, feeling more embarrassed by the second.
Alessio took a frustrated breath, "You're insufferable." His comment hit me hard, reminding me of Mom's exact words to describe me.
Maybe she was right about me. Maybe I was insufferable, but I was only trying to be a good person. Perhaps a good person who didn't want to get killed, and tried to stay on the good side of the person who threatened to kill me.
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