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," she cuts

to meet her

would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce

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,

a

okay," she says. "I still know

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

to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should

"Vanessa-"

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

covers her mouth and lowers her head, like

in frustration, hating that she

giving it a few minutes before I head to

the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but

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

I pick up

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

Right now, it feels like one of the most

a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door,

guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between that and when

how long you always take. I don't want

waiting," she says, her

say it. I make myself believe that with time, things

door and that makes me fix my posture

some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude

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

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