I Was Only Supposed to Arrange Tulips—Then I Hid Under the Mafia Boss’s Bed -xurixuri
She Had Loved the Mafia King in Silence for Three Years—Then One Forbidden Date Made Him Claim Her -xurixuri
In the beginning, she was charming with my mother.
Not overly affectionate.
Just respectful in all the right public ways.
She sent flowers on birthdays.
She chose tasteful gifts.
She spoke gently at dinner.
And every now and then, I noticed the smallest fracture under the polish.
A too-long silence after one of my mother’s stories.
A smile that arrived a second late.
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