“I don’t know. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have much time. Apparently, he’s helping Savio with his birthday party.” “Party?” I echoed. I hadn’t been invited to a party. A suspicion wormed its way into my head. “Yeah,” Toni said, already sounding more like herself. I wished I could stop crying this quickly. “I asked around a bit. It seems Savio is throwing a big party for friends and fellow Camorrista in a mansion he bought for that purpose. The house party of the year.” Mom regarded me in concern, probably because my face showed my anger. I turned around. “I’m going to kick his ass.” Toni
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WOOOOO INDEPENDENT WOMANNN #saying no to feminism stlill tho
