Then it’s done. “I’ll call my car for you.”
“I’d rather take a taxi.”
“You’re taking my car.”
“Fuck you, Iacopo,” Kelly spits. “I don’t want anything else from you.”
She could have gotten so much more from me than what was in my wallet, even with my credit cards in there. I think about my nonna’s ring, the one that I took out of my safety deposit box for her. I can’t believe that I was tricked into believing that Kelly was the kind of woman I wanted, the one that I was searching for for so long. I thought that she’d been hiding right under my nose.
Turns out that I never found her.
I feel like I’m in a meat locker right now. I feel like I’ll never be warm again. Her betrayal doesn’t hurt because I can’t feel anything.
“I’ll send over paperwork about the debt forgiveness. And that’ll be the last thing you’ll get from me.”
She walks out, suitcases in tow. I let out a sharp whistle to let my driver know to pick her up.
“Take her back to school,” I say. “And she won’t be coming back.”
He looks at the tears on her face. He looks at mine. I don’t know what he sees there, but he says, “Right away, boss.”
He loads her suitcases into the car. I watch as she slides into the back seat.
I was a fool to think that there could be anything real between us. Now I’m smarter. Mistakes are lessons, sometimes hard ones.
And if I feel like there’s an ache in the center of my chest while I watch my car take her home, then that’s that. I won’t tell anyone. It’s humiliating for me to be brought low by someone whose mother did the exact same thing. This time, though, she didn’t marry me. Thank God for small blessings.
Chapter Twenty-One
Stolen
Kelly
I can’t talk right now. The driver knows where to take me. All my stuff is with me. I’ll still live in the place I was supposed to live in with Camilla.
I cry as quietly as possible in the back seat of the car. I try not to sniffle. Maybe if I don’t make a sound I can pretend like I have some dignity left.
Everything is my fault. Yeah, Iacopo traded my time for my dad’s life, but I was the one who made that decision. I fell in love with him. And I accepted his ring. Then I betrayed him. I thought that we were really something. I thought that the two of us would last forever.
And now I know how wrong I was.
I swipe at my eyes with my right forearm. It’s a long, long drive. I cry myself to sleep.
“Miss? We’re here.” I open my eyes. I’m back on campus. I may have taken off the semester, but I still have my lease.
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