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| 76 | True Love Hurts
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[ S E R A P H I N E ] I'm running late. Crap. I have about half an hour left to get ready. The drive to campus will take 20 minutes at least, and in this weather, rush hour traffic will add ten more. I strip off my bathrobe and groan. I quickly put on my strapless bra while my hip leans against the cold sink. The morning air feels like a slap on my bare skin, biting through the thin fabric of my underwear as I start my skincare routine. My mind's a whirlwind. Just like yesterday. I'm running on four hours of sleep and barely a cup of coffee, trying my best to prioritize my tasks for today, focusing on my routine. My two-hour class starts at eight sharp, and I'm trying to ignore the gnawing worry about our flight to Montreal. Dominico's probably upstairs, still packing his stuff, busy with a work call or something else. I can almost hear the noises he's making in his room. As I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, towel-drying my hair, my phone buzzes on the granite coun
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[ S E R A P H I N E ] How long is the surgery supposed to take? An hour? A few hours? I need some answers. Some reassurance. I mean, we both do. We didn't even get to see her upclose. We're not allowed in the ICU due to the isolation protocols. “Please be okay. Please. Please get better,” I whisper to myself, imagining the woman staying unconscious on the operating table. I only saw her graying short hair, barely half of her pale face, some wires, and the tubes stuck to her lean arms and torso. The head surgeon and ICU staff rushed Dominico's mother to the OR about half an hour ago without even waiting for him to give the go-ahead. I hope they're doing everything they can to improve her condition. I stand closer to Dom as the white walls seem to close in around us. We're both wearing masks, still here in Montreal, kinda stuck in this busy hallway. Just waiting. Trying to stay patient. Masked up nurses and doctors pass by without paying us any mind, their hurried steps f
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[ S E R A P H I N E ]Wait for him? Why? The way he said it curdles my gut with apprehension. More anxious, bothersome feelings I don't need. “Take your time. I'll be in the kitchen, cleaning,” I say casually before leaving the bathroom. I don't wait for him to finish his shower. Gripping my phone to my chest, I practically run down the stairs. For the next ten minutes, all I do is distract myself from thinking of him naked in bed with me. I scrub his mom's kitchen sink clean. Then her countertops. The cupboards. The dusty top of her fridge. Soaping, rinsing, and drying the oil-stained stove and walls take a little longer. But it's fine. It's a good enough distraction. I have to stop imagining him being intimate with me. It's useless. Darn. My brain needs a full reset in that area. Right freaking now. I should be reading my new textbooks. Concentrating. Studying hard for another exam. Doing everything I can to keep my grades up. Not pondering the possibility of getting laid an
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[ S E R A P H I N E ] I feel like someone just poured a ton of bricks all over me. I glance around, half-expecting Dominico to appear by the stairs any second, my heart pumping more blood and faster. I don't like how quiet and dark the rest of this house is, including the front yard. “How did you find out?” I feign a calm, almost robotic voice. Did Alina talk to Ignazio before he got arrested? “Arabella. Remember her?” Alina mutters on the other line. “Yeah.” Arabella, her 20-something blonde Italian friend. “She was in housekeeping.” “Messaged me out of nowhere. Her fiancé’s an inspector. He told her about San Pietro.” Alina’s voice wavers. “Oh. Makes sense.” “Hey. You sure about coming back here?” Coming back to Italy? “What d'you mean?” “I don't... I think, you and Dominico should stay there. For the meantime. Like a month or two. Or just stay there for good.” “Here in Canada? No. I-I don't think that's gonna work.” I shake my head as if she could see me right
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[ S E R A P H I N E ] "You good?" Dominico squints at me, then tosses back the whiskey in his second glass."Sì, Signore." [Yes, Sir.] The guy stares at me with furrowed brows. "Don't call me that." My heart drops at his emotionless voice. My shoulders tense up, and my cheeks feel like they're burning. "Pardon?""I'm not your boss." My gut clenches. Embarrassment heats up my throat and the back of my eyes. "Right." I try not to scowl as I put away the cleaning supplies. What the heck is this asshole's problem? Is it me? Because I didn't even try to look like I belong here? Is he disgusted by this outfit? Because I look too tacky for his refined tastes? According to some pictures online, he dated a 20-something Spanish model slash actress. Therefore he probably likes women with immaculate fashion taste.The jerk finally gets up from the stool and swigs the rest of his drink. As I keep my mouth shut, Dominico plops the empty glass back on the bar. "And I'm pretty sure you know my
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[ S E R A P H I N E ]About 15 minutes later, I'm inside the cabin where Dominico told me I should "hide" if I want to avoid his father for the next couple of hours. I'm double-checking Dominico's injuries, making sure his nose isn't broken. I don't really need to ask whether it was his father's doing. My gut tells me I already know the answer. It's the WHY that's still bugging my sleep-deprived brain. Only, it's obvious what happened between him and his father is the last thing my companion wants to chat about.So far I'm 90% sure Dominico will live and won't need emergency rhinoplasty. The bleeding already stopped, and his septum doesn't look deviated, but the bridge of his nose does look swollen. My dad has taught me more than basic first aid over the years, and Dominico seems to believe me.We're still alone, still in the same clothes, exchanging awkward glances while I sit next to him on the left side of the bed. It's not too small for two people, but rather uncomfortable if he
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[ S E R A P H I N E ] When I step out of the bathroom in an old cotton shirt and clean leggings, the curtains are lightly swaying in the early morning breeze. They cast dappled shadows across the bed sheets. Okay. Dominico bothered to cover up the windows. Maybe he can't sleep in a room that isn't pitch-dark.I take a deep breath. I feel a bit lighter, relaxed, and not that dizzy anymore. The lights have been turned off. Except one. I suppose he left the nightstand lamp on for my sake. The yacht sways ever so slightly, and I don't hear any strange noises coming from outside.Thank goodness. Ignazio hasn't found me yet.Dominico is still on the couch, sitting alone and...What the heck? The guy's half-naked? When did he take his clothes off? Where did he put them?I stand still and open-mouthed beside the bed, my insides already in knots. But maybe this is normal for him? Sleeping in his underwear... And to be fair, his dark boxers still hide enough of his private parts and a few i
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