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The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin

The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin

Author: Richie-Banks
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Chapter 1 A Rose Raised In Ruins

Word Count: 1234    |    Released on: 11/12/2024

da's

McMasters' voice was calm-too calm-like the words d

-those had long dried up-but from

he had just s

ike everything you've ever known-everything you've

so real, so raw, that you looked up and

s or for a way out of the storm i

.. is

.. is

be yours-not even if we share the same blo

ays takes its course-leading us eit

n burn in the cruelest of flames. But reality... reali

ital can do." He said, his voice dropping drastically. I watched closely enough

Who will I turn to?" I a

our salary can't cover it nor can the hospital cover your ex

me before he staggered into his personal b

ht in a silence so thick it choked me. My thoughts spiraled-how d

ling myself to breathe. My mother... The one

. A condition so cruel, it crushes your lungs while you're still alive

n from college. I was hoping to receive my salary then go on some shoppi

way home. Stepping into the living room, I met my mother co

e hospital here only to

se faul

ne

have been so preoccupied with work that I barely had time to

r was laid but when I got to the entrance, I couldn't enter. The tears that had dried up inside me be

is coming t

ing. I headed towards the main road at full speed and when I

t me do what I had in mind but he wouldn't. He just rema

you can." Peter whispered his

ushed back from his body before I covered my

sor

ted towards the main road again but h

is voice soothing like that of a

in his arms to the nearby roadside eatery. We sat in the dimly l

not the end, Brinda." He wrapped his hands around mine

er die." I tea

ised you. She picked you up from a junkyard when no one else wou

came your mother. Through every tear, every scar, every struggle... she made you he

y head in

together. How much time do we h

o hours," I

ed to hide it but he has always been a bad

find a

e I gulped down some water. He raised his

in disappointment. He raised his phone up in the air and he

that, he

shoulder, "I can't watch you grieve like this be

. Is our love not strong enough? Your mother, Sarah, took me as her child. H

ly. "I will find the money. I will be right back

l you do? How will you get t

kept. There is only one solution now and that will be what I w

ace it all

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