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

meet her gaze, I

use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a

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

looks away again with a chuckle that sounds so

okay," she says. "I still know what

to me. She's clearly

"Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon. We should get

"Vanessa-"

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

her name again but stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's trying to hold back her

my jaw in frustration, hating that she found

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

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 Vanessa's eyes and the tone

deep breaths, I pick

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

ready to leave, I can't seem to just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be because I'm filled with so

get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly styled hair, making me style it

takes 45 minutes for me to feel like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally

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

says, her

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

and that

as usual, she 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 her hair styled in

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

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