He shakes his head, a disgusted look on his face as his eyes roam over me.
I make a move towards him, but he steps back.
"Don't come near me."
"Dom, please. Just let me—"
"No!" he shouts, moving further away from me, and closer to the doorway as if he's desperate to exit the room. "I can't even bear to look at you right now."
My breathing stalls, and I press my hand against my aching chest.
"I'm sorry!" I cry, my tears coming faster now.
"If he dies, his blood is onyourhands," he mutters before stepping out of the room and disappearing around the corner.
His words echo through my mind as I fall back onto the sofa, burying my face into the blanket, and uncontrollably sobbing as the image of his face from moments before flashes in my mind.
I've ruined everything, all because I was worried a man I claimed I didn't care for wasn't paying me any attention.
How fucking dumb can I be?
I should've known this would end in a disaster.
If I'd taken the time to think about things properly, if I'd actually taken a moment to calm down and gather my bearings, or if I'd listened to my sister, I could've confronted Dom earlier and saved us all the trouble and heartache.
I've betrayed him, broken his trust, and destroyed everything between us.
He's right to be angry. I would be, too.
Hell, I'd probably leave and never come back.
That thought has a fresh wave of tears bursting from my eyes, and I wrap my arms around my shaking body, curling up on the sofa as I wonder if Dom will ever manage to forgive me for what I've done.
Chapter Forty-Two
Dominic
Never would I have imagined I'd be sitting in a hospital room again so soon, beside another one of my loved ones, worried for their life, yet here I am.
Percy's body is still, and the steady beep from the machine beside him is burned into my brain.
The wires leading to his body hang beside my arms, taunting me.
Leo's presence behind me is heavy and daunting, but I haven't turned to look at him in the thirty minutes I've been sitting here.
I know he wants to talk to me, but I'm not ready for a conversation just yet.
Fury is still seeping through my veins, betrayal sitting heavy in my heart, and my mind is clouded by a hundred thoughts.
I'm still in disbelief, running through everything Alicia admitted before I stormed out of the apartment.
She deceived me.
She sold me out.
Betrayed me.
I can't wrap my head around it.
