Heart Of The Mafia
I just hope this child will be welcomed with love because in the Moretti world, nothing was ever just about love.
Dr. Phillips handed me a few brochures, her voice steady but kind. “These will give you all the information you need. And remember, Mrs. Moretti, take care of yourself. Make sure you come back for regular check-ups. Congratulations, again.”
I nodded, clutching the papers like a lifeline, then gave a small wave goodbye before stepping out into the cold hospital air. The city buzzed around me, but inside, a fierce fire was growing. I was carrying Moretti blood, a symbol of hope and danger all at once.
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