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FIFTY SEVEN

❧ Fiorella ☙

A few heartbeats pass as I look into his eyes. There is no warmth in his gaze, nothing I recognize from the man I lived with for five years of my life.

"You don't have to do this. I can take care of him for you." I shake my head and square myself with the gun again.

"She's too weak, do you think she'll make a good wife? She doesn't even have the stomach to end up with a man like me. What if she has to make a really tough decision? She won't have the stomach for it, and you'll always be protecting her from the hard stuff."

"Shut your mouth," Lorenzo tells him angrily, and his grip tightens around mine.

"Let me help you do this. I can help you pull the trigger if you need me to. I can do it for you."

"How fucking sweet," Darian teases as he hears us.

Lorenzo whispers again just for me," Give me the gun, Fiorella you don't have to do this, I'll make sure he never hurts us again and you don't have to feel less because you can't do it yourself."

I take a deep breath and know I
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