The Mafia Don's Obsession
A small voice told her, maybe, you should stop running to him every time you have a problem…
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Ria
She bit her lip as she looked at her Mumma’s profile. Her mother was angry and she felt guilty to think that they had all conspired to make her feel so hurt. Pappa was on the way home; he would in all probability, get her for breakfast. As she moved about in the kitchen, her Mumma was ominously silent. Beatrice, of course, had gotten the story from Ria and she had glared at her. Like Proserpina, she had been as much in the dark, more so, because she would never have kept it from Proserpina
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