Bitter Poetry

Chapter 49

CARMELA

I cry again, watch some Netflix, and sleep.

Dante wakes me when he calls, telling me he just left Helena’s house after being there only twenty minutes.

He might be lying. My heart wants to believe he is not.

The enormity of what has happened hits me anew.

Ettore is on the warpath, Dante said. If my husband finds me here, he will kill Dante, probably Leon, and most likely Christian as well.

He might even kill me. The fact I was taken from outside my father’s home, and the possibility that he and Jessica might get caught up in this, rises in my mind with every passing second.

A plan is taking shape. The more I think about it, the more I realize it’s the only way to keep everyone safe.

Everyone except me.