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“If she wanted to talk to you, she would’ve gone to you. Can’t you give her some space?”
Carmine ran his hands down his face in frustration. “It’s important. I’ll leave, I will, but I need to talk to her first.” He focused his attention on Haven. “Please, hummingbird?”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“You don’t have to,” Nicholas said. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Carmine glared at him but kept his mouth shut as Haven replied. “I know.”
Nicholas glanced between them before gently rubbing Haven’s arm. “Take care. You know how to reach me if you need me.”
Her eyes nervously flitted to Carmine as she said good-bye. He started toward Haven after Nicholas walked away. “I know what you found.”
A horrified expression flashed across her face. “Oh God.”
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Carmine stared at the darkened house, clutching his phone to his ear. He’d assumed Haven would go straight home, but he had clearly been wrong. “She’s not here.”
Dia sighed on the line. “She’s probably scared.”
“You think I don’t know that? She’s afraid of me, Dia. Of me.”
He couldn’t get the image out of his mind, the fear in her eyes as she ran from him.
“Doesn’t she know I understand how she feels?” he asked. “I lost my mom, too.”
“Yes, but you’re irrational when it comes to talking about your mother’s death.”
Her words made his temper flare. “Vaffanculo.”
“You’re proving my point,” Dia said. “Look, I’ll call you back. I want to check something.”
She hung up without awaiting his response.
Carmine just stood there until Dia called him back. “Any luck?”
“She’s safe.”
Relief washed through him so fast he nearly collapsed. “Where did you find her?”
“She’s down at the lake.”
He froze, grabbing the hood of his car as his legs went weak. Yeah, he was going to fucking collapse. “What do you mean she’s at the lake?” Dia didn’t respond, her silence all he needed for the truth to register. “Nicholas.”
“Calm down,” she said before he had a chance to get worked up. She knew him well, which meant she also knew her words wouldn’t work.
Carmine’s anger spiraled out of control. “Calm down? I’m tired of this bullshit. If this is how she wants to be, they can have each other.”
“Carmine . . .”
“This is why I never wanted to fall in love.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“Don’t fucking tell me what I mean!” Betrayal fueled his rage, and he threw his phone at the car, cursing as a lump formed in his throat. His vision clouded over as his hand clenched into a fist. He slammed it against the windshield, the glass on the passenger side cracking from the force of the blow. Desolation coursed through him as he did it again, the windshield caving as his fist broke through. Pain stung his knuckles, the jagged glass ripping the skin.
He took a deep breath as he went inside, his father greeting him in the foyer. The smile on Vincent’s face fell when he took in Carmine’s expression, his eyes drifting to his bloody hand. “What happened?”
