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" I panted, encouraging her as we ran. We were on a
certain I'd be late for work too. Today was the day of the engagem
lking towards the school gates. Naty who was still having fits of laughter
"I can take her inside. You look like you're in a hurry-go!" Her eye
how to raise her fatherless daughter. That's the picture t
ld still pity me if they knew I
between breaths, placi
fun!" I said, pressing a quick kiss to
energetically, showi
back to the bus, literally-all while
ht even say my lungs were burning. I stood frozen at the gates for a moment, taking in the scene
s were filled with workers, scram
chaos, pushing several others asi
I la
have to get started right away. Here," she shoved a list into my
table knot form in my stomach. "I'm on it," I t
with my third chore, I slowly accept
ingers felt numb, and the pantry I got assigned to wa
but it wasn
ared in the doorway, humming a song. She headed straight
o climb up. I was conflicted, unsure whether to interfere or not-but as a mo
et it. Just tell me what you want." I blocked h
e out why I had the audacity to approach her. My gaze immediately f
e," she eventually pointed
et it f
he jar before handing
resh crumbs fall onto the freshly swept floor. It made my
p, but I forced myself to stay still. Maybe if I did som
me off guard, speaking with her mouth full. "I'm
uldn't believe that I was apologizing and fee
etting married
unsure w
ooks like a witch," she then added with a serious expression
tically felt the need to defend
autiful dress reached the floor as she knelt to clean up her own
e to do that, M
er said we should tre
elieving there could be a Fanuc
e pointed
leaned against the door frame, causally with his arm
being around him. It was
y said, her voice snapping me out of my trance
ost spotless floor. I had hoped Dante would get the message and make hi
my head, wonderin
d, smiling proudly. "Do
rwo
ll was I suppos
job," I mumbled softl
one," he shot back,
t all. I bet it would make him look more intelligent. Did he really think
s words bothered me, I cho
erstand why that question would matter to him. "I..
nty-
said, smirking. "But don't worry-I
In a desperate attempt to end the conversation, I
front of me to stop me from leaving. "I'l
won't be n
ins
a forced
a Fanucci, and it would only cost
estrooms in complete silence. As we walked, I did my best attem
put down the bucket and returned to
my nerves. I had a job to do, and I cou
aid, breaking
, pausing to look at him. Dante hum
was all too familiar, and he reminded m
ir," I said, hoping he woul
this time, nodding his head. "Then... I'll b
g to make a move on me, seeing me
ested, not in
ement like a second skin. Men like that were used to getting what th
o intention of repea
ghting for acknowledgment from a privileg
perfect th