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-"

my question," she cuts me

to meet her gaze,

and then you would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You

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

looks away again with a chuckle

she says. "I still know what I'm

she's lying to me. She's clearly hurt by this and

I attempt to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon. We

"Vanessa-"

you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her voice trembling. "I'll be

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

frustration, hating that she found

times, giving it a few minutes before I head to the

their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance

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

deep breaths, I pick

scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she

all dressed up and ready to leave, I can't seem to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right

say when I get to her

to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to

ready. I know how long you always

she says,

doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all

minutes later, I hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me

slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick.

ice, I smirk and

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