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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the thought away, turning

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

here to stop

But I didn't.

weight of everything pressing down on

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

to convince

feet didn't move, as if they were

you foolish body,

I turned back to the house,

do it. Not yet. Not

felt colder than usual. the heavy atmosphere chokingas I climbed

1 needed to change.

clothes were dripping water as I walked

my room, I peeled off my skirtand shirt, the fabric

in the mirror

push the thoughts away as I quickly pulled on fresh clothes, something

it. I headed down

I saw the maids rushing in and out of the room, I knew Silas just had

had to know if he

before he was bleeding out in the courtyard, his life hanging by

was going to be stable, but that wasn't

needed to see

front of it, their arms crossed over their chests,

look on their faces, wondering what actually gave me the nerve

said, my voice

the left shook his head.

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knew the orders were from Phillip and I couldn't

his wife card Beach truly, I was Lisy prisoner with the

at me, but

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

The thought came

rest of the day in a dare, wandering aimlessly

about me all through the day, so

said a word about Silas. No updates, no

my thoughts spiraled,

conclusions were a sport,

sky outside shifted from

myself in the kitchen at one point, staring blankly

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

her voice bright and entirely too chipper for how I felt. "You look like you've seen

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blinked, my

one that knew of what happened to Silas, or did they not

for her to not be aware since she

barely loud

him. I