The Mafia's Pregnant Bride
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ssica, my best friend says from inside the apartment whil
anymore that Jessica hates, and that's using capital letters to emphasize it, my boyfriend, Shaun. It has been evident in the wa
girlfriend in their apartment for days while they go away to another
put images in my head, Jess. He's away on a business t
me and guides me to the couch so we're now sitting on it. "
keeping my f
mate. I don't want that. You're way too good for him. You know I know a gu
o is as beautiful as they come, her Brunette cur
, ho
at, we both start laughing. The conversatio
y's in from the UK, she always tries to change my mind about him and when that is done not once or twic
d so many experiences in the dating field so if she says Shaun isn't ge
is suit after our dinner. Sitting pretty and all shiny inside the box was a diamond ring. I had thought
cent. Like a bee drawn to honey, I pick up my phone from beside me and break the one promise I made to myself when I had installed a tracker into Shaun's phone. I
eath as a green circle rolls on the screen, indicating that it's loading. By the time it's done l
was right
say, but I push her voice fa
re in New Orleans. Specifically at the New Oriental
s colleagues. Just this morning he said he wouldn't be
and in two minutes, I'm driving down to Shaun's location. The
my inner turmoil, I will myself to look unbothered as I walk into the hotel, clad
levator. I climb the stairs one at a time, until my green dot is directly a
ecided to make peace with myself. The life I live isn't truly the one which has been destined for me since bir
bab
afia world would always be a barrier stopping me from ha
uffled sounds behind the door but because I've had years of experience in overhearing conversations that I
ow for sure that tha
und as unrecognizable as I can
ink your me
! I'm fa
wasn't as skilled as it was,
e. My mouth is slightly agape and it's not from the shock of seeing Shaun's e
at me with a flustered face while wearing a thin material of n