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-"

answer my question," she cuts me

meet her gaze, I

Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to

was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest

again with a chuckle that sounds so

That's okay," she says. "I still

to me. She's clearly hurt by this and it's

myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us

"Vanessa-"

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

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

frustration, hating that she

few times, giving it a few minutes before I head

can't stop thinking about what happened. If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella

take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in

breaths, I pick up

urge to call Carmella and ask her why

Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be

when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and

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

long you always take. I don't want to be late

waiting," she says,

the other side. She's mad at me and 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 the ways I can explain myself to her. It might not be right now but I feel

later, I hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture as I step away from

a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at me as she

to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy lipstick looks great on you as

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