The Mafia's Princess
Everyone that's gathered around assumes it's a tear of joy, only I know this wedding is a sham, and the tears that fall, well, those are indescribable.
Turning to the side to admire its beauty, I notice my tummy is bloated, and I frown. Since I've been here, I've gained five pounds, and yes, that may not seem like much, but five pounds to my agent, I might as well have grown two heads. She will not be pleased.
Just thinking about my life back in America is putting me in a foul mood. I need a distraction; I wonder what Axon is doing now? I bet he's outdoors playing with my nephews. He would make such a wonderful father. Why on Earth would I be thinking that?
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