Cerberus (women of mafia book 1)
I agreed, yes I totally look like shit, so nude face it’s today, who cares.
I snatched a granola bar from the kitchen counter and took the money mom left me last night and took off.
As usual, the bus ride was totally boring. No one cares for the nerd, to be specific today, the extremely grumpy nerd. I sighed and checked my phone. And surprise, surprise, no messages.
I pulled the hood over my head and then felt the weight of the hidden necklace with the movement. My lips twitched in a ghost of a smile.
“I only have you, my ‘Cerberus’, the only one allowed to be with me during my bitchy mood,” I whispered softly, caressing it.
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