Page 155 of The Colour of Revenge
“Please! You can’t—”
“You didn’t let me finish,” she interrupts. “Ishouldgo to the police. God help me, I should. But… I can’t. I can’t do that. Not to you. I understand why you did it.”
She shakes her head, her voice steadying, her hands no longer trembling.
“I… I was never here.”
My head snaps toward her.
“What?”
“I didn’t see this,” she whispers, as she steps back.
“Doc—”
“Carina.” Her voice wavers. “I haven’t been your therapist in a long time. Please, God, call me Emily.”
The name feels wrong in my mouth. “Emily…”
She grabs my hands, squeezing tight, before pulling me into a hug.
“I know what you’ve been through, sweetheart. You don’t have to explain this to me. But I can’t be involved.” Her breath stutters. “I’m going to go. You do… whatever you need to do.”
My head jerks in a nod, my mind clouded with confusion.
“You’re not mad?”
Her lips press into a thin line. “I’m disappointed… in myself. For not seeing how much you were struggling. How much rage you were holding in.” Her eyes flick to my father’s body. “But him? He had it coming.”
She slaps a hand over her mouth, horrified. “I did not just say that.”
I let out a shaky breath. “Can I still text you?”
There’s a brief pause, and for a moment, I’m worried she’ll say no.
But then she nods. “Of course. Just… never about this.”
At the front door, she pulls me into another hug before turning to the men still watching.
Her gaze lands on Nate.
She leans in, voice barely a whisper. “The one with blood on his face… that’s Nate?”
I nod.
She squares her shoulders, stepping toward him. “Thank you for everything you’ve done for my girl.” Her eyes sharpen. “But if you ever hurt her, I don’t care how dangerous you are—I will haunt you until the end of time.”
Nate scoffs, snapping out of his panicked freeze state. “I would die for her. If I ever hurt her, I’d twist the knife myself.”
Her gaze sweeps over Kai before landing on Enzo.
She blinks. “Carina Rossetti, you are full of surprises.”
Her lips part as she studies Enzo. “Lorenzo Russo. Never thought I’d meet you in person.”
Enzo’s mask slips for a second before he smirks. “My reputation precedes me.”
My brows furrow. “How do you know who he is?”
