Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 347

Even though we were never really together – not officially, not

in any real way outside of his own bedroom

But I gave Kent the ultimatum. I told him to tell me the truth, to trust me, or I was gone.

And he made his choice.

And I realize the finality of that as I walk through the cold underground passage at the bottom of the house, grief sweeping through me, replacing my rage. By the time I pull myself up the winding staircase to my room, and push through the door in the back of my wardrobe, tears are streaking down my face.

“Fay!” Daniel gasps and I jump a little as I step into my room and see him sitting on my bed. I hadn’t realized that he was here that he was going to see me like this. “Are you – what’s wrong? What happened?”

“Nothing,” I murmur, hiccoughing a little. But I immediately prove this a lie as I start to cry harder. Daniel sighs and comes to wrap his

arms around me.

do?” Daniel asks quietly, angry now. “What did

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pushing away from him a

Fay – what

–

honest plea on my face. “I just – I don’t know. I haven’t even

the door, but I sigh, realizing that… that is not the energy I need.

I ask softly. “I just want to cry in my bed. Alone.

sympathy and concern. “I can come back – bring snacks, wine, we can trash Kent all

but shake my head. “Honestly, Daniel,” I sigh. “I just…want to be alone. I want

and as I turn into the bathroom to take a long hot shower, I hear him move to the door.

to me gently. I turn to smile a little at my