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Everything feels like a haze.
The days pass by and I resign myself to my apartment. I don’t know what day it is.
Salvatore sent a letter to me this morning containing a check for three million and the transfer of ownership of the restaurant.
The envelope contained the stuff dreams are made of yet the first thing I thought of when I received it was that he’s alive. I was more grateful for the contact in knowing he was alive than the contents of the envelope.
God knows I’d prefer to have him more than anything in this world.
Anything.
Irony has come to get me. I felt the restaurant would be the thing I accomplished.
The restaurant was the thing I wanted to focus on a few weeks back to fix me. Fix me after what happened with Gabe and set me back on track to my dreams. It was the thing I was choosing over the man because I thought being with the man who called me his babygirl and losing him would break me.
I took the risk and I’m broken just not in the way I thought I would be. I thought he would break my heart. I thought I would have lost him to heartbreak like Gabe.
I have a different type of heartbreak now where worry is making me sick, eating away at my insides and making me lose my mind wondering if Salvatore’s okay.
I have guards who are with me twenty four seven, the same as when I was with Salvatore but it’s not the same as him being here.
Gina comes into the living room with a mug of hot chocolate.
I’ve been curled up on the sofa since this morning. She got here an hour ago and has been taking care of me.
She sets the giant mug of hot chocolate down before me and smiles.
“This looked like it was in order. Something to cheer you up. I’ve put some mini pizzas in the oven and I’m baking later,” she says with a smile.
“Thank you. That sounds like you’re going to miss work again for me,” I answer. She was here all day yesterday.
“Yep that is pretty much what I have planned. You’ve been through a lot Mimi and I just want to be here for you, even if it’s just to make this,” she waves her hand over the cup and gives me a little smile.
“Thank you,” I say and swallow hard. I pick up the cup and take a sip. It brings a smile I don’t expect to my face. She’s made what I call her deluxe chocolate her grandmother taught her to make. The kind that’s more like melted chocolate with some cream. It does help a little.
Dad came by and has been dropping by daily with treats like I’m six years old. Chocolates and things you’d give a child. It’s sweet but since I know he didn’t want me with Salvatore before this happened I can’t quite see him as being genuine.
I hate too that he’s right. I hate that Salvatore is right.
Danger.
Everything points to that word. Everything and all that’s happened.
Danger.
“So, what are you going to do with your millions Miss Lady?” she asks, glancing at the envelope on the table.
I shake my head.
“Please don’t you dare tell me you won’t accept it,” she snaps, widening her eyes.
“I accept, but… only because it’s a gift from him. I haven’t actually thought about what it is. I know it’s a lot but since what I want is him I can’t think past that part.”
“I know sweetie. I know. He’s …right though. It’s too dangerous to be around any of the guys right now. My heart just goes out to Vincent… Jesus Mimi, when I think of what happened to Sorcha I just see the danger.”
I understand, I understand it all. I just don’t want it to be the way it is.
