His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 385

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Fabio High School Diary 3-

I said it would happen, and it did.

Yesterday, father told me that after graduation, I was to marry the transfer student-Snooper.

I had no say in any of this, and all of it has already been decided. She’s not a good person.

Now I don’t feel like writing anymore…

I let out an unexpected sound of laughter, reading through Fabio’s old journal. To think that he had once been just like any other teen, dealing with parental pressure and decision he didn’t want to make, was quite amusing.

To think that the same man who hadn’t cracked a laugh with me before his passing, turned out to be such a comedian, made it all even funner.

The woman he had mentioned, Snooper, somehow intrigued me, as she reminded me of Aria.

Someone who would stop at the cost of nothing, to get her way.

As far as I was concerned, Mom was Fabio’s first wife, which made me curious about how that woman was doing at the moment. She had surely dodged a bullet.

One I couldn’t avoid.

Literally.

I closed the diary, leaning back in my chair, and let my mind wander back to the events of that day.

The day Fabio shot me because I chose Christian over him, only to get stabbed in the back by him-just like he had warned me.

Even back then, I learned that Christian only went back to save me because Serena told him so. Had it not been for her, he would’ve let me die-just like that.

He didn’t value our friendship.

He never had, and the altercation at the warehouse proved my point.

gathering my thoughts, I headed downstairs when I saw Aria sitting at the kitchen table

she had gotten any sleep. Her eye bags were visible,

I greeted her, taking the seat across from

responded enthusiastically, then she leaped out of her chair to pull me into a warm hug. “How

she had caused, I didn’t know where she found the courage to wrap her arms around me.

thing in the morning.” She pointed out, reaching for the small object

“Here you go.”

the necklace, making a

words last night when I thanked her’

was all

regarding the necklace? I was pissed

but pity her because I

that small thing called compassion, and it wasn’t her. It

enough people around me to know that was not the

just like you’ve instructed me to,” Aria said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think

watching her walk back to her seat. “So, what’s this big plan

put together a new

plenty of people. Why would we need to put

trust people nowadays,” Aria huffed, pretending to wipe the sweat from her

saying this. She was one to

to beat Christian at his own game, we’ll have to recruit people who aren’t

I said, giving

know we are

I nodded.

the weapons at the weekly auction,

a bag, scattering them on the table. “I have thought of some potential candidates, as well as trying to come up with the right idea

I chuckled, admiring her work ethic. Aria was dense

worried about whether it would work out or not, because

lead her people and was shocked by

admit that she genuinely seemed to care about me. She knew I had nothing, I had nothing to offer,

I pitied her.

I really did.

could divorce you after all of this, you know that-and you’re still doing all