Five Years One Month Novel

Vito noticed that I no longer cared about him. At a family gathering, someone laughed and asked, Why don’t you call that woman who’s always at your beck and call to come pick you up? He texted me to come get him, but I was busy treating a gunshot wound and forgot to reply. On his birthday, I didn’t prepare a surprise three months in advance like I used to. How to read Five Years One Month Novel : Here