Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Deep down, I know the choice isn’t his. But I weep bitter tears

ar

anyway.

Next to me, I feel Kent slump in his seat. I turn to look at him then and see him looking out the window then, more pensive than I had expected. I stare at him, at his stark profile against the light of the window. He doesn’t move or say anything, so I suppose he lets

me look my fill

He hangs his head, then, letting out a sigh. And, shocked, I note

that the lines of his face match Daniel’s. He feels guilt as well.

The next morning, I just laid in my bed and stare at the ceiling for

a long, long time. I skip breakfast and no one comes up to get me,

which has never happened before. I guess they’re giving me my

space. I’m grateful, I suppose, but overall…I just don’t really care.

Things moved quickly last night after we got home. The three of

us spent the rest of the ride in silence, but when we arrived at the

house everyone was expecting us.

right for me – not even asking

she had wrapped

himself patched

I didn’t really know what Daniel did.

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stripping me of my clothes while I continued shaking. Then she helped me to step into the hot water and sit

she murmured to me, using a cup to pour water over my head like a

a little pink from the

help staring

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warm flannel pajamas – too warm for the spring, but so, so comfortable against my skin- and then tucked me into bed. Before she left,

and put on some mindless reality

extremely low volume.

have to sit in silence,” she

head. Then, intuiting that I wanted to

the sense that I woke up a little

1. me.

rub my eyes, expecting to see

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see Kent Lippert standing

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I’ve never seen him wear anything but a suit, I don’t think. “Come on, Fay,” he says,

pillows a little, resenting his command, giving him a little glare.

laughs at me. “Don’t pout

me.” he says, leaning against my door frame. “It won’t