𝟒𝟖. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐞.

Her voice still rings in my head, unsettling like a knife dragged across my skin. "Mafia... who are they, Vivian?" she had asked, a simple question that had left a devastating impact. I never thought I'd hear those words from her.