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, turning

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

isn't here to stop

But I didn't.

weight

a marriage I didn't want. And yet, when

convince myself, something

if they were

you foolish

the house, ignoring Philip's penetrating stare as 1

Not yet.

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

1 needed to change.

were dripping water as I walked up, the

off my skirtand shirt, the fabric

the mirror looked

thoughts away as I quickly pulled on fresh

myself out of it. I headed down the hallway

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

know if he was

was bleeding out in the courtyard, his life hanging

me he was going to be

needed to

when I reached his door, two guards stood in front

on their faces, wondering what actually gave me the nerve to try and

see him," I said, my

the left shook his

just want to check on him," 1 insisted, trying to push past them, but the other guard stepped forward, his expression Jnmoved 'Orders are orders," he

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orders were from Phillip and I

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

and wony gruwed at me, but there was no use

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away, my hands clenched into fists at my

they were letting on? The thought

a dare, wandering aimlessly through the house, waiting

the day, so I figured there was

a word about Silas. No updates, no

thoughts spiraled, jumping

conclusions were a sport, I would be an

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

point, staring

bounced in, her usual cheerful energy filling the

how I felt. "You look like you've seen a ghost. What's

1b

blinked, my

knew of what happened to Silas, or did they

be aware

loud enough

me see him. I don't know if