My Mafia Brother Gave Me to the Acid
He threw the phone aside and picked up the plastic drum from the corner, the sharp, chemical odor of acid filling the air.
"Looks like your brother has made his choice."
"Since he wants you to disappear, I'll do him the favor."
"He'll never recognize this pretty face again."
"Go to hell and repent to your father, Princess of the Steele family."
In that moment, I stopped struggling.
I closed my eyes, a single, final tear rolling down my cheek.
As the acid splashed down.
I thought, You don't have to do this, Farrow.
I'm already... dead.
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