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.

76%

Chapter 23

thought away, turning back to the

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

isn't here

But I didn't.

weight of everything pressing

I didn't want. And yet, when I get the chance to leave, I find it hard

tried to convince myself, something

feet didn't move, as if they were lasted

foolish

to the house,

it. Not

atmosphere chokingas I climbed the stairs to my

1 needed to change.

were dripping water as I

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

in the mirror looked

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

myself out of it. I headed down the hallway

when I saw the maids rushing in and out of the room, I

had to know if

out in the courtyard,

me he was going to be

to

reached his door, two guards stood in front of

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

said, my voice firmer than I

on the left shook his head.

guard

Chapter 23

knew the orders were from Phillip and I couldn't do anything about

Beach truly, I was Lisy prisoner

at me,

Π

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

The thought came to the, making my heart

of the day in a dare, wandering aimlessly through

the day, so I figured there was no point

said a word about Silas. No

ambearable, and my thoughts spiraled, jumping from one dark possibility

jumping to conclusions were a sport, I

the sky outside shifted from dull gray to

the kitchen at one point, staring blankly at a cup

cheerful energy filling the

chipper for how

1b

blinked, my

knew of what happened

aware since she was there when

barely loud

let me see him. I don't

and she reached out, placing a reassuring hand on