My mafia | Daerin
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She began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw her shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face.
"Look at me." She growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. She grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet her. I mentally gasped. It's the woman from last night. Her eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted In them. I cowered back in fear of what she might do.
"Who did this to your face? She growled. I started to cry again and shake.
"Him." I whispered and gave a small nod towards the guy who hit me.
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