Christian released his hand from mine and it seemed as if he was conflicted between telling his mom to shut up or telling me to shut up for disrespecting his mom. “Christian, she just called your mother a whore and you’re just sitting there? You have to speak up!” Gio intervened, completely twisting my words. “No I didn’t, but you just did and I definitely agree with you,” I told him. This had been going on for way too long and I had enough. Christian promised to protect me, but the protection in question was not there. He was aware of his mom's behavior and threw me to the wolves.
His Promise: The Mafia's Babies
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