Dominic

Vanessa just keeps staring at me and parts her lips to speak, but it seems she can't find her words.

"Hey, tell me what happened." My voice is urgent.

Shutting her eyes, she says, "I was in the ladies' room and Carmella passed by the bodyguards only because she was in disguise and I was the only one who could identify her."

Disappointed in the bodyguards, I say, "Then what's the point of having bodyguards if-"

"I'm not finished," she cuts me off, her tone a little harsh. "There was a moment where I thought she was going to attack me with an object or whatever because she lowered her hand and in the pocket of her coat, but she chose not to do so. She said it was because she had something else that would hurt even more."

"And what was that?" I cross my arms.

Opening her eyes, she says, "She had something to say."

I shake my head dismissively and raise my eyebrows. "What could she possibly have said that would hurt you?"

As I get closer to her, she takes a few steps back. She clearly doesn't want me near her.

With a painful smile, she says, "She told me that even before we got married, you planned to divorce me in a few months."

My heart instantly starts racing as I uncross my arms, my eyes going round a little in panic. Shit!

"Is it true?" she asks.

"Whatever Carmella-"

question,"

meet her gaze, I say,

"You planned

together anymore, so I can't say for sure what your plans are now. But it was shocking to find out that those were your plans before. When I was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me on our first meeting that you had no choice but to accept this. Now I wonder how many times you looked at me, counting

looks away again with a chuckle that sounds so

says. "I still know what I'm

know she's lying to me. She's clearly hurt

explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon.

"Vanessa-"

started getting ready by now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her voice trembling. "I'll be

stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's trying

frustration, hating that she found

even pace a few times, giving it a few

as I get ready, I can't stop thinking about what happened. If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to

on my necktie turns into a struggle as I can't seem to just focus on it. Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of

deep breaths, I pick up

few seconds this time but not even finally doing it right can get rid of the scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask

seem to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it

of my mirror, I try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly

all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small

you always take.

waiting," she says, her

with time, things will get better, so I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all the ways I

door and that makes me fix my posture as

looks sexy. She's in a short purple dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at me as she closes the door, flipping

feel the tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and

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