Page 58 of Entangled
I sure as hell didn’t plan to.
A piece of paper sitting on the kitchen counter next to an empty coffee mug caught my attention, and I peered over to see Kade’s familiar handwriting.
Soren,
Running errands today. Meet at my mother’s at 6. Isaac will take you.
Kade
A lump formed in my throat at the fact that his family wanted to meet with me. For what reason?
But then a memory tickled my brain from last night about my wish to sign everything over to his family so my tie to the Mafia was done, and he had said he’d arrange a meeting. I guess I didn’t expect it to be so soon.
But the sooner the better I guess. I wanted to be out of this situation once and for all.
It made no sense to me why he wouldn’t take me to his mother’s himself, or the fact that he’d left me alone all day, unless he really wasn’t worried about retaliation from Jude’s family.
Maybe it was silly of me to expect him to give me so much of his time lately. He did have a life outside of me that he had to attend to. I couldn’t expect him to be cooped up with me in the house all the time.
I couldn’t help the ray of sadness that shone on my heart due to the fact that he wasn’t here, and for some silly reason I already missed him.
I guess I just hadn’t expected him to go back to his routine so soon.
Something in the back of my mind told me that something was going on, and the life I had been planning to build was already crumbling before I could even begin.
I don’t knowwhy every fiber in my body was screaming at me to wear a dress tonight, when all I really wanted to do was temptfate and show up in my sweatpants and pullover, with my hair piled on top of my head, just as I had when I had gotten shot.
The hours had ticked by ever since I’d seen Kade’s note, and as much as I tried to pass the time with a good book, I ended up reading the same page over and over again, not absorbing any of it.
I just wanted to get tonight over with and see Kade, and to help me realize that all the worry I had that something was wrong was all in my head. That things were the best they’d ever been and would be for a long time.
But I couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that settled on my skin.
So maybe that’s why I gave in to the voice inside my head and got myself together, looking like an entirely different person when I stepped out of the bedroom.
“Ready to go, Mrs Peirano?” A husky voice came from behind me at the front door.
I gasped and brought a hand to my chest, having gotten used to being by myself all day. I turned to find Isaac at the door, waiting just as Kade had said.
“Yes,” I said simply, trying to regain my composure as discreetly as I could.
I made my way out the front door and to the car parked out front, Isaac hurrying to open the door for me.
I wanted to ask him if Kade had made it a requirement to have the door opened for me.
I think I’m having a mental breakdown.
In the shitstorm that had become my life, I had taken it upon myself to make my life motto:you either laugh about it or you cry about it.
So damn it if I laughed hysterically at all the wrong times. At least I wasn’t crying. I hated crying.
Crying had meant weakness, and in my world, weaknesses could mean death.
It’s why Lilah and Jude had such control over me. They saw any little weakness I had and used it against me until I broke.
But now I was going to piece myself back together again. I wasn’t going to let anyone break me again. I’d spent far too long being broken.
The ride to Kade’s father's house was quiet. Thank God Isaac wasn’t a talker, and before I knew it we were pulling in front of the mansion.
