Thorns of Lust: A Dark Mafia Romance
It’d be a cold stone, just like his memories.
The sky darkened and the large clouds moved, hovering above me. The first raindrop was only an opening. Another followed, then another, until it became a constant pitter-patter. People slowly dispersed, running for cover. Absent-mindedly, I noticed Vasili opening an umbrella to shelter his wife and children.
Sasha opened his umbrella and took two steps towards me, sheltering me from the rain. The pitter-patter became louder. Puddles began forming fast around me, and I watched the water surround me. Dampness seeped through my dress and into my bones.
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