Dominic I could've come to see Carmella on the night she attacked Vanessa, but at the time, she wasn't that important.

I also knew she wouldn't be able to escape since we had her locked up.

Frank and I arrive at the door of the room she's in and I stop in my tracks, stretching my neck a few times just to stay calm.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asks.

"You look like you're going to break her face." "I might." He chuckles, knowing that I don't mean it.

The security in charge pushes the door open for us and there she is, sitting on the other side of the room with messy hair, her handcuffed hands resting on the table.

She rises to her feet so she can rush to me with excitement, but security holds her down, reminding her of the rules.

Despite the warnings, Carmella turns frantic and just wants to have her way so she can come to me.

It's only when the woman holds onto the gun strapped on the side of her waist that Carmella instantly calms down.

The closer I get to her, the more flashbacks I see of how she slashed Vanessa's stomach.

It makes me clench my jaw so hard that Frank places his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, maybe this isn't a good idea," he suggests.

"If I wait any longer, then maybe I'll definitely break her face." "Hey, babe! Hey, Frank!" she says casually, her smile not fading.

"You finally came to see me! Am I getting out? Can you believe that these people are still keeping me here? It must be because of your dad or something!" Her nonchalance as she talks about it all makes me want to flip the table in front of me.

"Hasn't it yet registered in your head that you're where you belong after what you did to Vanessa?" I say to her.

She gasps, her wide eyes filled with hope.

"Wait, did I actually kill her? Is that why you came here without her?" "No, she's decided to stay home because she thought she'd break your face if she sees you.

And our baby is fine." Her smile fades and she angrily slams the table.

"What the fuck? They survived?" "That's what I just said.

Maybe you should have thought about the fact that it was the wrong time for what you did.

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expect much from you because you've never been the brightest." She looks away for a moment, as if thinking about it and lowers her head, sighing with frustration that she didn't think about

she faces me, her movements frantic as she says, "When are you getting me out of here?" Frank

glance at him, then back at her

think it's that simple?" She

come here to see me?" "You tried to murder my wife in the presence of others and you think you're going to get out of

make that happen, or

fuck you did it, but you

speak up and explain to him why I called you 'baby' that day, I said

me out of here or I'll make sure you

him, then back

poke my cheek with a

just a fucking empty

would you fucking tell them?" She yells, rising to her feet, but the

really can't threaten me with that," I say

corner of her mouth twitches as she breathes hard, trying so hard to come up with something that she can

of something, she mockingly looks

matter if you told your

it was so you wouldn't get shit

guessing that happened." I

"You're right.

dream company is now

you fucking deserve it!" "But," I

still worth

my dream company." "And that still hurts,

realized it's not the most important thing anymore." "Oh, yeah? What the hell could be more

love with you several months ago and along the way,

a different future together Her smile fades and

back, pushing my chair away from the

her, but that doesn't stop

life!" Frank

she sits back

get closer again, placing

you talking about now?" "Didn't you see Patrick

"He was there.

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