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“You are awake!” the nurse said. Her voice was incredibly chipper. “I’m sure that the doctor is going to want to examine you.”
I smiled tightly. I felt like I had a million things swirling around in my mind, and I wish that I had a minute to process things, alone.
“I’m going to step out,” Dom said.
I wanted to call out and ask him to stay. He’d just go here after all. But I said nothing. Dom might not have wanted me to die, but that didn’t mean that the two of us were a normal married couple.
“Your husband was so concerned about you,” the nurse said. She was looking at my vitals and writing things down on my chart. “He barely left your room.”
I found that hard to believe, but I didn’t say anything. If Dom had stayed, it was likely because he wanted to make sure that no one would try and take another shot at me. I was sure that I hadn’t been the target, but who knew what Dom thought.
“Have you two been married for a long time?” the nurse asked, breaking me away from my thoughts.
“A few months,” I said.
“Ah, newlyweds.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. We were newlyweds, but we were also strangers. I had learned more about Dom in the last week than I had in the last few months.
“Such a tragedy that you two got caught in,” the nurse said.
“A tragedy?”
The nurse nodded. “Who shoots up a wedding?”
For the first time, I considered what story had been told. As the daughter of the Pakhan, I was used to hearing about random shootings. My own brother had been caught in one. The danger was why I had been sequestered in the house my whole life. Danger could find any of us anywhere.
“I’m going to go and get the doctor,” the nurse said. “He’ll talk to you about what happens next.”
I nodded, but I wasn’t paying a great deal of attention. So much had happened since I had woken up, and I needed a chance to breathe and process.
I had been shot, likely by a member of my own family, and my own mother expected me to kill my new husband.
There was too much happening in my life right now, and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. Did I tell Dom about my mother? If I did, it would be a complete betrayal of the Bratva, and no matter what, I would never be able to return home again. And while I didn’t want Dom to die, I wasn’t ready to give up on my family just yet.
After all, there was always a chance I would need to go home.
