The Don's Property
The fighting, the exhaustion, the nausea… everything is happening all at once, and I just can't stop crying.
I feel raw. I feel stretched thin. I feel like my body is trying to tell me something in a language I don’t speak. Why is a usual spat with a jealousy-addled girl making me cry?
After long, agonizing minutes, the tears finally stop and I’m left staring into nothingness, my mind blank.
A knock comes on the door, and I stifle, wiping my face. “Come in,” I say, assuming it’s Kane.
But instead, Nero steps inside.
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