Page 157 of Scorned Obsession

Three times.

Bianca remained motionless.

Bianca

I was getting tired.

Exhausted.

My shoes kept slipping, and I continued to swallow more water. My throat had never felt more raw.

I couldn’t keep my eyes on the camera anymore. Sandro was watching. I didn’t know how he could save me this time. But no matter what happened, I wanted him to know that I fought hard to have the life I wanted with him. That I didn’t simply give up. I fought until it wasn’t humanly possible anymore.

It appeared our story would begin and end with the pool, only this time I couldn’t hang on long enough for him to save me.

I’m sorry, Sandro.

I tried.

I really tried.

I love you.

And I’ll love you until my last breath.

A burning sensation pierced my chest, and I panicked. I kicked and I took in more water, but relief was beyond my reach. Excruciating pain crushed me and then suddenly, there was peace. The tranquility of calm water surrounded me.

I am at the bottom of the pool. Frankie Rossi pushed me. He was an asshole, so I punched him between his legs the way Nico taught me.

A big splash fills the pool with light and then strong arms scoop me under my arms.

It’s Sandro!

He’s carrying me up and up!

He’s my superhero.

Well, Dad too. And my brothers.

He lays me down beside the pool, but wait, who is that woman? It’s not me.

Why is Sandro crying?

Why is Nico crying?

Bianca!

You wake up, wife!

Don’t you dare die on me.

Wife?

My chest expands and I can’t breathe. I start to choke. I swallow my tongue.

I’m yanked to a sitting position and vomit and it won’t stop.

Strong arms hug me against a hard chest, and I can’t breathe again. I push him away. The arms loosen and I look up into the fierce gaze of my beloved husband.

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