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 back

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

isn't here

But I didn't.

once more, the weight of everything pressing

yet,

to convince myself, something

move, as if they

foolish

back to the house, ignoring Philip's penetrating stare as 1 headed

it. Not

than usual. the heavy atmosphere chokingas I climbed the

1 needed to change.

I walked up, the heaviness

off my skirtand shirt, the

reflection in the

to push the thoughts away as I

out of it. I headed down the

never been there before, but when I saw the maids rushing in and out of the room, I knew Silas

to know if he was

out in the courtyard, his life hanging

he was going to be stable, but that wasn't

needed to see

door, two guards stood in front of it, their arms crossed over

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

need to see him," I said, my

left shook his head. "No

insisted, trying to push past them, but the other guard stepped forward, his expression Jnmoved 'Orders are orders," he said, his

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from Phillip and I couldn't do

couldn't even use the Tin his wife card Beach truly, I was Lisy prisoner with the decorative title

gruwed at me, but

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a huff of annoyance, I turned and walked away, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. Why wouldn't they

letting on? The thought came to the,

a dare, wandering aimlessly through the house, waiting for any

all through the day, so I figured

a word

and my thoughts spiraled, jumping from

conclusions were a sport, I would be an

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

myself in the kitchen at one point, staring blankly

usual cheerful energy filling the room like

chirped, her voice bright and entirely too chipper for how I felt. "You look

1b

blinked, my

the only one that knew of what happened to Silas,

to not be aware since she was

I muttered, barely loud

see him.

face softened, and she reached out, placing a reassuring hand on my