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

"You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel my body temperature rising, I say,

to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me

away again with a chuckle

okay," she says. "I

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

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

"Vanessa-"

now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry

but stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers

jaw in frustration, hating that she

a few times, giving it a

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 get close to Vanessa but on the

Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when I was in the living room with her. Why do I actually feel awful about

I pick up my necktie,

takes me a 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 her why she did it, but that would just be

just walk out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of

say when I get to her door, but nothing

I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between that and

you always take.

waiting," she says,

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

closer to the door and that makes me

opens the door and 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

can already feel the tension between us and to break the ice,

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