The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 23

Katrina's POV

I turned toward the path where they had just driven in from, the opened gates staring at me.

I had been searching for this exact route earlier, the day he had caught me in the woods. But the thick canopy of leaves had hidden it from view.

If you didn't know it was there, you'd easily miss it.

What need was there to hide the gates? And who would bring up such a crazy idea?

But that wasn't what I should be worried about, I should be worried about leaving here..

Phillip had given me a chance and I should be smart enough to take it.

The guards were scattered around the courtyard, their attention diverted, none of them noticing the way I hovered by the

entrance.

They were all worried about Silas, they wouldn't bother with what I was doing now.

This was my chance. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat louder than the last and it urged me forward.

I took a step toward the gate, then another.

Blinking out rain from my eyes, I wiped with my face with my lands as the rain fell in never ending drops

Come on, Katrina. This is what you've been waiting for.

My body felt pulled in two directions, toward the promise of esclipe back home and towards Silas who was currently fighting for his life.

But something held me back.

I didn't

idn't run out of the gates like I should have, instead I walked slowly.

Like I was waiting for something or someone to stop me.

How different was this place from the home I had known all these years.

I came to a stop just a few steps from the gate, my body frozen in place. I glanced over my shoulder, back toward the house.

And there, staring at me from one of the upstairs windows, was Phillip.

His eyes were cold, calculating. He stared at me as he waited for me to leave.

It seemed as if he had even been waiting for this moment, waiting to see me run.

Because he wasn't going to stop me.

His gaze sent a chill down my spine, and for a brief moment, I felt an irrational surge of guilt

But why? What did I have to feel guilty for? I wasn't the one torturing people in basements, wasn't the one playing judge, jury, and executioner. He keeps saying that was what they did, but still.

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thought away,

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

here to

But I didn't.

hesitated once more, the weight of everything pressing

kidnapped, forced into a marriage I didn't want. And yet, when I get the chance to

I tried to convince

if they were lasted

foolish

I turned back to the house, ignoring Philip's penetrating stare as

it. Not

felt colder than usual. the heavy atmosphere chokingas I climbed the stairs to

1 needed to change.

water as I walked up, the

my room, I peeled off my skirtand shirt, the

the

the thoughts away as I

it. I headed down the

been there before, but when I saw the maids rushing in and out of

had to know if he

out in the courtyard, his life hanging by a

was going to be

to see

guards stood in front of it, their

their faces, wondering what actually gave me

need to see him," I said, my voice

guard on the left

other guard stepped forward, his expression Jnmoved 'Orders are

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orders were from Phillip and I couldn't do

card Beach truly, I was Lisy prisoner with the decorative title of a

at me, but there

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huff of annoyance, I turned and walked away, my hands clenched into fists at my

worse than they were letting on? The thought came to the, making my heart race with

the day in a dare, wandering aimlessly through the house,

about me all through the day, so I figured there was no

said a word about

ambearable, and my thoughts spiraled,

jumping to conclusions were a sport, I would be an Olympic Gold

hours dragged on, the sky outside shifted from dull gray to deep indigo, the sun

in the kitchen at one point, staring blankly at a cup of tea I

Alisa bounced in, her usual cheerful energy filling the room like sunlight

chipper for how I felt. "You look like

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blinked, my

Was I the only one that knew of

aware since she

muttered, barely loud enough for her

let me see him. I