CHAPTER 99: I’M BISEXUAL, MAMMA

LUCA

My tie refuses to cooperate.

I yank at the silk fabric, irritated that the stupid thing keeps mocking me. One day, I’m a master at something, and the next day, I feel like a rookie.

Especially when it comes to this. Stupid. Tie.

I yank at it again until a familiar pair of hands reaches ...

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