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She’s out of the car.

I watch until she’s inside.

Now it’s time to make the brother and sister feel the pain they deserve.

Bianca

I would rather cut my tongue out than admit I was happy to see Gaetano instead of Bobby.All I wanted to do the second I saw him was throw myself at him so he could hold me the way I longed for so badly.The only thing that kept me from doing it was the anger vibrating through him.Gaetano angry is freaking scary.Not even Sandro scares me as much as Gaetano does.

The thing was, I considered calling Gaetano.I’ve thought of calling him every single night for the last eight months.When I imagined seeing Gaetano again, I hoped I would be cool and could pretend I didn’t still dream of him.

I didn’t want Gaetano thinking I only called him to fix things when I was dumb and screwed up.Especially when I knew his way of fixing this would lead to Destiny and Gary ending up dead.

I’m grateful he isn’t going to tell Sandro.But I hate that it means moving back into the hotel to do it… Who am I kidding?I fucking hate the dorm.As badly as I tried to fit in, I don’t.Everyone seems so young and immature.

The only thing I’m not sure about is what Sandro will say.Will he think I gave up too easily?Will he resent me wanting to move back in?Will I have to tell him what happened to get him to agree?

What the hell happened tonight?I’ve been turning it over in my head ever since Gary threw me out of his apartment, with Destiny laughing at me.That’s something I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive.Destiny laughed at me as her brother yelled at me and pushed me around his apartment after trying to sexually fucking harass me.We’ve known each other since we met in our English class at the start of the semester.She was funny, and I thought we were going to be best friends or something—until tonight.

Destiny has been after me to go out with her for weeks.She wanted to go out to the hotel the Outfit owned on the strip.How she knew it was Outfit-owned, I have no idea.She thought it would be cool to meet a made man and hook up.For Destiny, it was all about the hook-up.She had men on a list she was after, a professor, a football player, a basketball player, and someone in the mafia—marking them off a list like she was going shopping.

Collapsing onto my bed, I sigh to see my roommate still isn’t here even though it’s almost two in the morning.God, this night feels like it’s gone on forever.

Blinking back tears, I bury my face in my pillow.This whole college thing sucks.I hate it.I didn’t think it would be this hard to make friends, to feel normal.

I need to get up and get out of these clothes and take my makeup off… Slowly, I slip into sleep, dreaming of Gaetano and wishing he were here now.

ChapterThirteen

Bianca

My phone goes off with a text, waking me up.It’s Sandro.

Hey, how about brunch today?Are you busy?

I don’t even think about it, I call him.

“Hey, is that a no for brunch?”

“No, it’s not a no.I just… Sandro, I hate it here.”I hate the way my voice is breaking as I fight back tears.“Please, can I move back into the hotel?”

“Of course you can.Is something wrong?What happened, Bianca?”His voice is hard.He’s ready to kill someone.

His concern is all it takes for the tears to flow.“I just...I hate it here.I don’t fit in with this place, the girls, and the guys, and I—” I can’t stop the tears, damn it.“I don’t want to be here anymore.”

“Bianca,” his voice is soft and low.“Talk to me, sweetheart.What happened?”

“It’s me.It’s all me.I’m the problem.I’m always the problem.”

“You aren’t.I promise you that.Give me five, and I’m on my way.Pack up your stuff.”

“Okay.”

Gaetano

Sandro looks tired and pissed as he walks toward me, and I steel myself for him to ask about Bianca and what happened last night.

“So you know, Bianca moved back into the property.Do me a favor and let me know if you hear anyone saying anything about her.”

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