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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forced the thought

Just go, Katrina. Leave.

here

But I didn't.

more, the weight

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

matter how hard I tried to convince myself, something inside me refused to

if they were lasted to the

foolish

turned back to the house, ignoring Philip's penetrating

it. Not yet.

felt colder than usual. the heavy atmosphere chokingas I climbed

1 needed to change.

I walked up, the heaviness pulling me

peeled off my skirtand shirt,

the mirror

thoughts away as I quickly pulled

talk myself out of it.

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

had to know if he

bleeding out in the

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

to see

door, two guards stood in front of it, their

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

him," I said, my voice firmer than

the left

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

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orders were from Phillip

Beach truly, I was Lisy prisoner

wony gruwed at me, but there

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and walked away, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. Why wouldn't they let me

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

in a dare, wandering aimlessly through the house,

me all through the day, so I figured there was

said a word about

spiraled, jumping from one

sport, I would be an Olympic

sky outside shifted from

one point, staring

Alisa bounced in, her usual cheerful energy filling the room

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

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blinked, my

of what

was impossible for her to not be aware since

loud enough

won't let me see him. I don't know if he's

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