Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Isabella’s POV
Dominic looked like he’d walked into a nightmare.
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He stood frozen in the doorway, his face drained of color, eyes lucked on me like I was something unreal, something he hadn’t prepared himself to see.
“Isa-” he said hoarsely. “How did you-what are you doing here?”
I laughed.
The sound tore out of me, sharp and wild and completely wrong echoing off the sterile white walls. It startled even me.
“What am I doing here?” I repeated, my voice breaking into something hysterical. “That’s funny. That’s really funny.”
He took a step towards me. “Please-”
I pointed past him, my hand shaking violently. “What the hell are you doing, Dominic?”
His gaze flicked towards the bed. Towards Nico. Then back to me.
“Nico is alive,” I said, the words burning my tongue. “Alive. And you didn’t tell me.”
He swallowed. “Isa, listen—”
“No,” I screamed. “You listen to me.”
My chest heaved as everything I’d been holding back exploded a once.
“I watched him fall,” I shouted. “I watched the blood pool under him. I spent days thinking I had killed a man. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t breathe. I told you I didn’t know how to live with it, and you stood there and let me believe it!”
His voice dropped, desperate. “He was barely alive when Eduardo brought him in. The doctors didn’t know if he’d survive the night, let alone the next two days.”
“And?” I demanded. “And?”
“I thought he’d die anyway,” Dominic said, pain flashing across his face. “I didn’t want to give you hope only to take it away again.”
Hope.
I stared at him, disbelief turning into something sharp and venomous.
“It’s been days, Dominic,” I said slowly. “Well over two days since I shot him. And he’s still alive.”
He ran a hand through his hair, frustration bleeding through. ” was unconscious. He only woke up three days ago. Even now, he’s not stable,”
“And still,” I whispered, my voice trembling, “you said nothing”
“I was going to tell you,” he said quickly. “I swear I was.”
“When?” I snapped. “After I’d had a few more nightmares? After apologized for existing one more time?”
He flinched.
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“I needed information,” he said. “What he said that night, about the Vitellis, it didn’t add up. He’s more connected to them than we thought. I needed answers.”
Something inside me snapped completely.
“Oh,” I laughed again, bitter and broken. “Of course. Information
I stepped closer to him, tears streaming down my face now, unrestrained.
“So information was more important than telling me I hadn’t, in fact, killed him?” I demanded. “More important than my sanity?”
“That’s not-”
“You made the decision for me,” I cut in. “Again. Just like you always do.”
He shook his head. “I was trying to protect you.”
“No,” I said fiercely. “You were trying to control the damage. And I was part of it.”
He looked at me like I’d struck him.
“You saw how fragile I was,” I went on, my voice cracking. “And instead of trusting me, you decided I couldn’t handle the truth. You reduced me to something you needed to manage.”
“That’s not how I see you,” he said, his voice breaking.
“But that’s how you treated me,” I shot back. “You lied to my face Every day.”
Silence fell between us, heavy and suffocating.
Dominic’s shoulders slumped, the fight draining out of him. “I should have told you the moment he woke up,” he admitted quietly. “I know that.”
I laughed again, hollow. “Too late.”
He took a step closer. “I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Not after so much time had passed. I thought-” He stopped, swallowing hard. “I thought once I got everything I needed from him, I’d bring you with me. Let you see it through. Let it end.”
The words hit me like a slap.
“You planned to bring me here?” I whispered. “To watch you kill him?”
His silence was answer enough.
Something inside my chest collapsed completely.
“That’s sick,” I said softly. “You thought that would fix this?”
“I thought it would give you closure,” he said, his voice thick with regret.
“Closure?” I repeated. “You think watching you pull the trigger would give me closure?”
Tears blurred my vision as I shook my head. “You don’t know me at all”
Dominic reached for me. “Isa, please-”
I stepped back.
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“Don’t.” I said sharply.
I turned towards the door.
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“Where are you going?” he demanded, panic flashing across hisce. “You can’t just leave. You’re not in the right state to drive.”
I shoved past him. “You’ve already done enough protecting.”
He grabbed my arm gently. “Isa-”
I wrenched free. “Let go of me.”
His hand fell.
“I can handle things on my own now,” I said coldly. “You made sure of that.”
The words hurt him. I saw it land. Saw his face crumble just a little.
But he didn’t stop me again.
I walked out without looking back.
The air outside felt too cold, too sharp, burning my lungs as I sucked it in. My hands shook as I reached my car.
Behind me, I heard Dominic ordering someone.
“Follow her,” he said. “Make sure she gets home safe.”
I laughed bitterly as I slid into the driver’s seat.
Even now.
Still deciding for me.
I drove away with tears streaming down my face, my heart splintered into pieces I didn’t know how to put back together.
And for the first time since I’d come back into Dominic Russo’s life, I didn’t know if love would be enough to bridge what he
had broken.
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