The Mafia Lord's Big Mistake

Life is a mystery; you can't expect what it throws at you just like how I didn't expect to be attacked by a Mafia gang and lose my baby when I didn't even know I was pregnant.

The Mafia gang was my husband, Damon West's Mafia gang’s rival, the Michigan state gang. I had no idea that he was in the Mafia until after I got married to him.

He was the Mafia Lord of Dustin state gang, so he has a lot of enemies. His gang were involved in some illegal deals like selling guns and drugs that weren't permitted.

The Mafia Lord of the Michigan gang slapped me and threw me out of their moving car, and I was taken to the emergency room of the nearest hospital by a kind man that was driving by.

I could see blood stains on my beige pants as I laid on the hospital bed.

How was it possible that I had no idea that I was pregnant and almost in my second trimester?

I texted Damon, [Call me, it's urgent!]

Thirty minutes later, he didn't reply and his number wasn't going through, so I kept texting him to call me, but he ignored my texts.

My phone beeped as a notification came through from Instagram. I viewed it to see that it was a video of Damon with his childhood sweetheart, Bonnie.

“My man is so sweet, he made time on a weekday just to come to this concert with me! I've always wanted to see Billie Eilish on stage.” Bonnie said as she grinned while Damon stared at her with love in his eyes as a smile touched his lips.

I was attacked because of him, yet he was at a concert with Bonnie.

I let out a sarcastic laugh as I shook my head.

Never in my life have I ever thought that my marriage to Damon would end up like this.

I scrolled through my contacts and called my College supervisor, Dr. Austin’s number.

“Hi, Dr. Austin.” I greeted as soon as he picked up the call.

Dr. Austin replied, “Katie, how lovely to hear from you! Have you thought about the internship opportunity to go abroad that I offered you the last time we spoke?”

“Yes, Sir, and I'm taking this opportunity.”

Damon didn't reply to my texts nor did he call me.

It wasn't until five days after my incident that he came home.

The corner of his lips was tugged up in a smirk as he walked into the house.

However, when his eyes landed on me,his smirk vanished and he looked anxious.

I could tell that he was expecting me to ask him about his whereabouts.

But I ignored him just like he ignored my texts and continued watching TV.

When he realized that I wasn't going to speak to him, he spoke up, “I’m sorry for disappearing like that, I had to secure a deal for my Mafia gang.

You know that we need to make an alliance with as many gangs as we can to ensure the safety of our gang members. I couldn't pick up your calls because we were in their gang’s territory and we have agreed not to take any calls until after the alliance has been made.”

I almost scoffed, but I held it back as I tried not to show him any of my emotions.

“So you understand that it's for my men's safety, right?” He asked me as his eyes bounced nervously between the two of mine.

What about my safety? I wanted to ask him, but I knew that he wouldn't even care.

“Sure.” I answered him with a tight smile on my lips.

He looked surprised that I wasn't angry then pulled out a large red square box from the traveling bag in his hand.

“Look, I've brought you chocolates! I know how much you love them, so you have to forgive me!” He exclaimed as he stretched the box out to me.

I didn't take the box, instead I frowned as I said, “You know that I'm allergic to white chocolate, so why would you buy them for me?”

He raised his brows in surprise as he replied, “I don't think that you've ever mentioned this before.”

“Yes, I have, at least five times in our twelve years of marriage!” I exclaimed, feeling frustrated.

Guilt made its way to his face as he nodded, “Alright, I'll take note this time.”

He pulled out a silver bracelet as he said, “What about this? I'm sure you'll love it!”

I was shocked as my mouth dropped open. How could he be so ruthless?

I saw the silver bracelet along with dark chocolates, a large teddy bear and a Chanel handbag on Bonnie's Instagram page.

She uploaded the video yesterday, saying, “My man bought me all these expensive gifts! He's such a good guy, and the gifts are wonderful except for the silver bracelet. Silver isn't fashionable, only the needy wears silver. Besides, I prefer diamonds, and I'm sure that my man can get them for me.”

She moved the phone’s camera towards her bed where she laid down all the gifts then the video ended.

So I was ‘the needy’ to him!

This wasn't the first time that he has done this to me, but it definitely was going to be the last time.

“Here, take it.” Damon said as he passed the silver bracelet to me.

I grimaced as I grabbed it from him, “Okay.”

He nodded then said, “I saw your texts, did you need me for something?”

“Don't worry about it.” I muttered, feeling my chest tighten in pain as I remembered how it felt to lose my baby.

He didn't look the least bit suspicious and seemed satisfied with my answer.

“Do you” He started, but he was cut off by the sound of his phone beeping.

He glanced at it and a smile touched his lips, “I need to attend to some Mafia business. We'll talk later.”

He made his way towards our bedroom. That was where he usually makes calls and texts unless I was in the bedroom. Then he would do it in the guest bedroom.

“Alright.” I replied, but he didn't even glance at me as he walked away.

I felt tears prick my eyes as I thought about our marriage. It was now or never.

I called Dr. Austin's number again and he answered immediately.

I let out a deep breath, “I'm ready to start the medicine internship.”

Dr. Austin has been telling me how good of an opportunity this medicine internship was.

However, I didn't want to leave Damon behind, so I kept stalling.

“That's great to hear, Katie!” Dr. Austin answered me.

“When can I go?” I asked him, hoping it would be soon.

He chuckled, “Don't worry, it won't be long. I just need to make the arrangements.”

“Alright." I replied then hung up.

How did I end up in a loveless marriage?

I should have noticed that I was making the wrong choice by agreeing to be with Damon, but I had followed what I felt in my heart instead of thinking things through.

I've known Damon since we were young and I remembered when he dated Bonnie.

They were our high school’s best couple. They were given the award in our junior year.

Their families were close and both were in the Mafia. So whenever they fought, things got messy.

Bonnie's brothers would threaten to shoot Damon and Damon's Dad would threaten them back.

There was a day when Bonnie's younger brother, Blake, shot at Damon when he spotted him coming out of his house.

After I heard about it, I went to Bonnie's house to explain how Damon was innocent. They thought that I was there to get them back together, but I made it clear that I was there only to ensure Damon's safety.

Bonnie talked to her brothers and they didn't try shooting or threatening Damon again.

Damon was devastated when Bonnie moved to another state for College. She said that they were too far away to be in a relationship.

I was there for Damon and I was secretly hoping that she never comes back because I wanted him all to myself.

He had cried day and night as he kept calling her, but she ignored his calls.

My heart broke watching him cry over another woman, but I stayed strong and tried to get as close to him as I could.

Eventually, my plan worked and he started seeing me in a new light.

A month after Bonnie moved, he called her again and when she didn't pick up, he glanced at me.

His eyes were red and swollen from crying as he murmured, “You will never leave me, right, Katie?"

I nodded as I gave him a small smile, "Yeah, I'll never leave you.”

He sniffed, "Why have you always been there for me? Bonnie doesn't want to stay close to me, so why do you want to?"

I gave him a comforting smile as I placed my hand on top of his, "I'm here for you because I care about you, Damon.”

His eyes widened in surprise, and he interlaced our fingers.

A smile touched his lips as he stared into my hazel eyes, “Do you want to go out with me, Katie?”

I couldn't believe my ears and had to ask, "What?!”

He chuckled in his velvety deep voice as he repeated, "Do you want to go out with me?"

I gasped as my heart raced in excitement and replied, “Yes, but I want to know if you're really over Bonnie.”

His smile dropped for a moment at the mention of her name, but then he let out a deep breath as he murmured, “I'm done with Bonnie. I'm all yours, Cassy."

I squealed in excitement as I grinned.

I thought that I had gotten everything that I wanted after he married me, but I was wrong.

He had lied. He wasn't over Bonnie. I found out when I saw his account on Instagram.

I wasn't on Instagram until two years ago, and I saw his account as soon as I registered before I could even ask for it.

He had pictures and videos of Bonnie and him, and he had tagged her in all of them.

I didn't tell him that I was opening an Instagram account, so he had no idea that I've seen the posts even till today.

I went to her page and I realized that she had sent me a friend request that same day. I didn’t know because I didn't check my friend requests that day, so I accepted it and scrolled through her posts.

I felt my heart breaking as I watched their videos together.

One of them was uploaded on 10th April of that year.

10th April was my birthday, and Damon and I had planned to go to the movies for the Premiere of 12 Feet Deep which was a thriller that I've been looking forward to watching since I saw the trailer a few months back.

However, he texted me that he had some Mafia business that he had to handle that day, so I celebrated my birthday alone.

I had read the caption under the video and it said, [My man is the best! He traveled from across the country to take me out on a special dinner just because I felt like eating outside today.]

Four months after that, I had finished classes at my College and called him to pick me up, but he said that he had been attacked by a rival Mafia gang, so he couldn't come.

Since the College was outside the City, it was hard to find a taxi to get back home. I had to walk endless miles before I could find a taxi. Even though the class ended at 12pm, I didn't return home until it was 6pm.

I was shocked to find Damon watching a movie with Bonnie as they cuddled on our couch.

Bonnie said that today was their movie day, so they had to cancel all their plans.

When I was done with my second BSC. degree last year, Damon didn't come to my graduation because Bonnie was starting her first day at work and they had to celebrate.

I had pleaded with him to come, but he refused.

My family were on a cruise ship for vacation, so no one came to my second graduation.

After these events, I thought he loved Bonnie more than me and that I just had to make him love me more. So I’ve tried bringing new ways to make love and make him mouthwatering desserts, but he drifted farther away from me.

Having a miscarriage because of him made me see that he wasn't in love with me and I was never going to be happy in this marriage.

“Since you want Bonnie, I won't stop you from being with her.” I muttered to myself.

My stomach has been throbbing since I lost the baby, so I curled up on the couch.

“I just received a call, we're being attacked at the warehouse. I need to go and defend my gang." Damon said as he stood up from the couch.

I glanced at him, feeling worry gnaw at my gut, but then I remembered how he and Bonnie posted about their relationship on Instagram. It was whenever he said that they were attacked or that he had Mafia business to attend to.

Was he telling me the truth or was he going to Bonnie?

“When will you be back?" I asked him.

He sighed as he ran a hand through his dark hair, "Tomorrow.”

“Alright, be safe." I muttered as I gave him a stiff nod.

He looked relieved that I believed him, and he leaned down to caress my cheek.

A smile touched his lips as he murmured, “Don’t worry about me, babe. I'll be fine, and I'll come back as soon as I can. I know that I've wronged you with my disappearing act, but I promise you that I'll make it up to you.”

I didn't feel the giddiness that I usually felt whenever he touched me, so I gave him a tight smile.

He pulled away and made his way out of the living room.

I knew that he couldn't make it up to me. He would always promise to do so, but he never did.

I have had enough and I'm bringing an end to this God forsaken marriage.

Damon didn't come back home even after two days.

On the second day, I was eating macaroni and cheese for lunch when my phone beeped.

I checked it to see that it was a text from Damon's underboss, Carlos.

I opened it and read it aloud, “Can you tell Boss to call me? He hasn't been in the warehouse for two days now and we need funding for more of the drugs that we're selling, but he's not picking up my calls.”

So he had lied?

I scoffed and typed a reply to Carlos, [He hasn't been home for the past two days. He told me that you were attacked and that he needs to go there to defend the gang.]

As soon as I sent it, another message came through.

[Forget I said anything. Just tell him to call me or come down to the warehouse when he comes home.]

I typed a reply, [Okay.]

Suddenly, my phone started ringing and I saw that it was my best friend, Bailey.

I smiled as I answered the call, “Hey, how are you?”

“Not so good since I just saw Damon with Bonnie.” She muttered, sounding sympathetic.

“He's with Bonnie?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yes, I went to confront him, and he said that Bonnie is here to visit him, so he has to entertain her.” She answered me.

I ran a hand through my dark hair as I asked, “Did you tell him that you're going to tell me?”

She sighed as she replied, “No, but he asked me not to tell you. He said that she arrived two days ago and that he told you that he's going to the warehouse so that you won't be mad.”

“I'm leaving him anyway, so I don't care.” I muttered as I tried to believe what I was saying.

“It's about damn time! He doesn't deserve you.” She replied, sounding relieved.

I was relieved too. I have to get out of this toxic relationship.

“I'll call him now.” I said as I thought about what I would say.

“That's a good idea. Talk to you later.” She replied and hung up.

I dialed Damon's number, but he didn't pick up. I called threw more times, but it was the same thing.

A text came through and I saw that it was from him, [What do you want, Katie? I'm busy.]

I typed my reply, [You haven't returned and it's been two days.]

It took him a minute to reply, [Damon can't text you when he's with me.]

I felt a bit confused before I realized that it was Bonnie that texted me.

Before I could reply, another message came through, [The previous text is a mistake, so just ignore it.]

I shook my head in disbelief as I typed, [When are you coming home?]

His reply came through instantly, [I still have Mafia business to attend to at the warehouse, so I don't know when I'll be coming back.]

My heart broke at his reply and tears filled my eyes. Before I could blink back the tears, they started running down my cheeks.

A sob left my lips as I stared at the text. I kept sobbing for almost half an hour before I could finally get myself together.

I let out a shaky breath as I wiped my tears away.

Damon never let me touch his phone, yet he let Bonnie reply to me. It was like he wanted to break me, but I wasn't going to let that happen.

“I'm a strong woman.” I muttered to myself.

I didn't feel like the wife, I felt like the other woman while Bonnie acted as the wife.

I texted Bailey to send me the address of the shopping mall and she sent it.

I was going to go there and catch him in the act.

Ten minutes later, I was standing behind a wall of toiletries at the shopping mall as I spied on my husband and his childhood sweetheart.

He was holding her handbag and a bag of items in one hand while he pushed the shopping cart with his other hand.

She wasn't holding anything.

He never goes shopping with me and he never holds my handbag for me.

They paused and seemed to be talking. He raised one hand and brushed her hair out of her face as he stared into her eyes.

She stared back into his eyes and gave him a coy smile.

He pressed his lips against hers and I gasped as the pain in my heart overwhelmed me.

I wanted to confront them, but I felt stuck. I couldn't move or tear my eyes away from them.

More tears dripped down my cheeks as I watched them pull away and walk over to the cashier to pay for what they bought.

I couldn't stop staring at them until they walked out of the shopping mall.

My knees felt weak and I staggered, but I caught myself.

“I’ll leave you two to be together.”

I was finally able to move after Damon and Bonnie left the shopping, so I went back home.

Later that night, Damon strode into our bedroom with a satisfied smile on his lips. However, it turned into a nervous one when he saw the scowl on my face as I glanced at him.

I didn't say anything as I moved my gaze back to my laptop to continue watching the movie that I was watching before he came in.

His gaze moved to my stomach before he looked back at me, “Were you waiting for me?”

“Yes.” I muttered in a cold voice.

“Don't wait for me next time.” He replied then walked over to me.

“By the way, how's our baby doing? Has he started kicking yet?” He murmured as he placed his hand on my stomach.

I brushed his hand away as I thought of the day that I lost our baby.

It was heartbreaking to think about it.

I didn't want to tell him that I’ve lost it when he didn't care about me, so I changed the subject, “Don't worry, I won't wait for you anymore.”

A pained look passed over his face as he sighed, “Are you angry that I've not been home because of Mafia business? Our wedding anniversary is coming up, I'll make it special for you.”

“Sure.” I answered as I glanced at him.

A smile touched his lips as he murmured, “You'll love the day that I've planned for us.”

I nodded and he looked relieved that I wasn't angry.

On the day of our wedding anniversary, Damon took me to the amusement park.

He seemed excited as we entered the park. He kept talking about how he was sure that I would love the park, but I wasn't sure about that.

As we waited in line to climb the rollercoaster, his phone beeped, signaling that a message came through.

He pulled it out of his pants pocket then his lips tugged up in a smile as he typed a reply.

He shoved his phone back into his pants pocket as he glanced at me, “Listen, I have to go to the gang's warehouse because of some Mafia business; the Mafia Lord of Britain’s Mafia gang is here to see me and he traveled from Britain for this business. I forgot that he was coming today and I can't keep him waiting.”

I could tell that it was just an excuse to go and see Bonnie, so I gave him a smile even though my heart was breaking inside.

“Okay.” I replied as I nodded.

He looked a bit surprised that I didn't make a fuss, “So you're not mad?”

I widened my smile, “Yeah, I know that Mafia business can't wait.”

He looked glad that I wasn't making a fuss and said, “I'm really sorry that I have to leave. We'll come back another day and have so much fun. I promise.”

I nodded as I remembered that I would be leaving the country soon. I couldn't wait.

It soon reached my turn to ride the rollercoaster and I rode it alone like I was a pathetic person. That was what Damon and Bonnie see me as, but not anymore. This was the end of my pathetic marriage.

I glanced at the roller coaster cart in front of mine to see a couple holding hands as they squealed in excitement. They laughed as they commented on how fun the ride was.

Damon used to arrange special outings for us whenever it was our wedding anniversary, but today, he left me all alone.

I thought of our wedding anniversary dates and how fun they usually were.

Damon would give me several gifts and make love to me, but today, things have changed.

After the rollercoaster ride, I decided to go home since I didn't want to feel pathetic anymore.

Even though I was married to Damon, it felt like I was single since I was so alone.

The next day, Damon bought me roses to make up for leaving me at the amusement park.

I felt a bit touched, but then I felt angry because I saw Bonnie's Instagram post.

It was a video of her saying, “My man bought me so many roses that I had to ask him to give them to some of his friends and colleagues. Isn't he so sweet?”

She moved the phone's camera towards her table and I saw many roses both on the table and on the floor.

So I was getting her handmedowns again? I sighed as my eyes filled with tears, and I decided to throw out the roses.

Later that day, we were sitting in the living room when Damon glanced at me as he said, “I'm going to my friend’s birthday party.”

It seemed suspicious that he didn't mention the friend’s name, so I asked, “Which of your friends?”

He laughed nervously as he asked, “Why do you want to know?”

“Just like that, and why hasn't he invited me? Your friends usually invite me to their birthday parties.” I answered him.

He let out a defeated sigh and replied, “Bonnie is visiting the country and today is her birthday. She's hosting a small house party, and only her close friends are invited, so that's probably why she didn't invite you.”

“Well, I want to go with you.” I said as I gave him a small smile.

Sweat trickled down his forehead as he replied, “Are you sure you want to go? You two aren't close.”

“Yes, I'm sure.” I answered him.

He ran a hand down his face and nodded, “Fine, let's go.”

When we arrived at Bonnie's house, he rang the doorbell. It took her two minutes to answer.

“Damon! I've missed you!” She exclaimed as she leaned closer to him and pecked his cheeks.

She looked as beautiful and elegant as always while I looked average.

Was this why he wanted her, and not me?

“I've missed you too, Bonnie.” He replied as he grinned at her.

“I'm glad to hear that.” She said as she grinned back at him.

He was staring into her eyes and she stared back into his.

I couldn't take their disrespect anymore, so I cleared my throat.

They both turned to me and a guilt shown on his face while surprise shown on her face.

“You brought Katie with you?” She asked as she turned back to him.

“Yeah, she wanted to come.” He answered her as she frowned.

She turned back to me and her frown vanished as she gave me a tight smile, “It's been years since I saw you. How have you been?”

“Great.” I answered in a clipped tone of voice, not bothering to ask how she was because I really didn't care.

When she saw that I didn't reply, she said, “I'm sorry for pecking Damon, it's just that we're so close.”

I gave her a tight smile, “Oh, I know just how close you two are.”

“Okay. Well, come on in.” She replied, looking nervous as she stepped aside to let us pass.

“Sure.” I replied while Damon replied, “Okay, Bon Bon.”

He even had a nickname for her when he didn't give me a nickname.

The house was filled with people dancing and laughing as music blared from the speakers.

So Damon was lying when he said that she invited only her close friends. He just wanted to defend her.

My heart clenched in pain and I drew in a deep breath then let it go.

She led us to one of her couches and we sat down. She kept talking to Damon, ignoring me and her friends didn't acknowledge me, so I felt awkward.

She kept bringing up their childhood memories and he would laugh with her. It felt like she was trying to show me just how close they were, and how he preferred being with her to me.

He seemed to have even forgotten that I was there as he kept talking with her.

“Bonnie, why are you taking Damon's attention away from his wife? You broke up with him because he loved you too much, and now that he's married, you want him?” Bonnie and Damon's friend, Penny said as she looked between the two of them.

Bonnie’s face fell and she looked pitiful as she replied, “I had to break up with him because I was moving to Chicago for College. We would have been miserable if we had stayed in a long distance relationship.”

Damon looked like he pitied her as he rubbed Bonnie's arm in a reassuring way.

He turned to Penny as he defended Bonnie, “Bonnie is right, we would have been miserable in a long distance relationship and I'm sure that it hurt her as much as it hurt me. You don't know what she's been through, so don't judge her.”

Everyone stared at Penny as they waited for her reply, but she didn't respond.

I felt anxiety grip me as I stared at Bonnie and Damon. With the way that he defended her, it was obvious how much he cared for her.

Suddenly, one of the party people yelled, “Someone is ringing the doorbell!”

"I'll get it!” Bonnie said as she stood up from the couch.

Three minutes later, she returned with a large transparent cake box in her hands. It had five layers and it was very big.

Everyone started whispering as they stared at the cake box.

She placed it on the center table and grinned as she glanced at Damon, “The delivery guy said that you ordered this birthday cake for me."

“Yeah." Damon answered Bonnie with a grin on his face.

"Happy birthday!” He exclaimed as Bonnie sat back down beside him.

“Awe, Damon! You're so sweet!” She squealed.

Realization seemed to dawn on him as he glanced at me, “Katie, I hope you don't mind me buying Bonnie a birthday cake? It's not a romantic gesture, it's just that we're so close.”

More whispers broke out amongst everyone and I was sure that they were saying that I was the other woman while Bonnie was the wife.

I drew in a deep breath and let it out as I replied, “Of course, I don't mind. You two are the closest people I know.”

Damon stayed quiet as he processed the sarcastic tone of my voice.

I remembered my birthday and how he left me all alone. He didn't even buy me a birthday cake, yet here he was buying one for Bonnie.

He has never bought me a five layered cake, he only bought the ones with one layer.

It was obvious how much he values Bonnie.

There was a time when I caught Damon talking to Bonnie on a video call. He was too engrossed into the video call that he had no idea that I've entered the room.

He was telling her how he wanted to relocate to Chicago just for them to be closer to each other.

Did he even try to consider whether I wanted to move or not?

I've been with Damon through thick and thin. He wasn't so rich when we first started dating; I would pay the bills from my Dad's inheritance while he struggled to put food table.

Where was Bonnie when he needed someone to lean on?

I was the one that soothed his pain and helped him when he needed it.

It seemed that he has forgotten all that I've done for him.

He only gave me attention when Bonnie wasn't available to talk with him.

I always came second to him, and she was always first.

Half an hour later, the party moved outside for the barbecue.

As Damon, Bonnie and I sat at our table, I noticed a helicopter flying in the sky and a large banner was tied to it.

The banner read, “Bonnie and Damon together forever."

Damon smiled as soon as he saw the banner, but then he glanced at me and his smile dropped as he grimaced.

“Katie, I I just wanted to make Bonnie's birthday special." He muttered as he looked nervous.

"Okay.” I replied in a cold voice.

Bonnie laughed as she said, "It's just a banner, Katie. I'm sure that he made it for me because we're just so close.”

I felt humiliated and pained as the helicopter kept flying around with the banner.

Anyone that read that banner would think that they were a couple.

Was Damon trying to make a fool out of me?

Well, he didn't expect me to come along.

He has never done something like that for me.

Everyone was whispering and I could faintly hear what they were saying.

One of them, a woman, said, “Damon has to be the best boyfriend to do this kind of thing.”

I stood up and started walking away because I couldn't take it anymore.

“Katie!" Damon called as he ran over.

He stopped in front of me as he said, “Are you angry? Don't be. I'm not Bonnie's boyfriend, I'm your husband.”

“Okay." I muttered in a steady voice, trying not to let him see how much he hurt me.

His eyes widened in surprise at my reply and he asked again, “You're not angry?"

“I'm not, so don't worry about it." I answered him.

Confusion was evident on his face as he stared at me, but he didn't say anything and we walked to the car in silence.

Later that day, I was on the couch in the living room, reading a novel when Damon walked in.

He came to the couch and laid his head on my lap.

I glanced at Damon as he took my hand in his and intertwined our fingers.

A smile touched his lips as he said, “You're special to me, Katie. Even though I've been distant these past few days, I still want to be with you. I'll never let anything or anyone separate us.”

I nodded and he added, "I can't wait for our baby to be born. How far long are you now?”

My heart clenched in pain at the thought of our baby. I tried to tell him that I lost the baby, but my breathing turned shallow.

Suddenly, I found it hard to breathe as I hyperventilated.

Damon looked worried as he sat up and hugged me.

He rubbed my back as he murmured, “Breathe, Katie, breathe."

I concentrated on my breathing and started breathing slowly.

Soon, my breathing evened out and he pulled away.

“Was it something that I said? Forgive me, I'll make sure not to say it again." He murmured as he stared at me with wide eyes.

I nodded as I tried not to think of my miscarriage.

He still looked worried as he added, “Let me make it up to you.”

“Alright.” I replied as I drew in a deep breath and let it out.

“To make you feel better, I'll take you wherever you want to go. Where do you want to go?” He asked as he brushed my hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.

I flinched at his touch and a hurt look made its way to his face.

“You're not going to the warehouse today?” I asked him as my eyes widened in surprise.

“I'm not going, I would rather be with you.” He murmured as he smiled at me.

“So where do you want to go?” He asked me again.

I cleared my throat and murmured, “You said that we'll go to the amusement park another day so that you’ll make it up to me for leaving me on our wedding anniversary.”

I wanted to celebrate our wedding anniversary the right way before I left him. Our wedding anniversary has always been a special day to me and I wanted the last one that we celebrated to be the best, so that I would know that I didn't waste the twelve years that I've been married to Damon.

He nodded, “Of course, I'll make it up to you.”

He stood up as he added, “Come on, let's get ready.”

After we got ready, we went to the amusement park.

As we entered through the gates, Damon's phone beeped, signaling a text message.

He pulled it out of his pants pocket and glanced at the screen.

He looked happy as a smile graced his lips then he glanced at me and his smile disappeared as he looked frustrated.

He cleared his throat nervously as he muttered, “There's this problem with the drug dealer and I need to go to the ware”

“Warehouse.” I continued his speech as I was all too familiar with it.

Thinking that I might be angry, he pleaded with me, “Please don't be angry, it's just so important and Mafia business can't ”

“Wait.” I continued his speech again with a blank look on my face.

“I'm not angry. I just didn't expect this to happen even though it always happens.” I said with a sigh.

He looked anxious as he replied, “I promise that I'll make it up to you someday.”

“Can't you just ignore it and spend the day with me?” I asked, feeling sadness fill me.

He let out a sigh, “It's too important for me to ignore.”

“More important than me?” I asked as I stared at him, expecting the right answer.

He didn't answer me, instead he turned around and started walking out of the amusement park.

Was he really going to the warehouse or was he going to Bonnie?

So Bonnie was more important to him than me.

Tears filled my eyes, but I blinked them back. I wouldn't let them break me.

I rode the rides in the amusement park alone as I wanted to forget Damon's betrayal and have fun.

I was on the swinging ride when I realized that I didn't need Damon. He was just bringing me down.

All I needed was myself. I was going to survive and I would become successful without Damon.

I stretched my hands out and breathed in the cool air as the ride swung around.

I felt free as I realized that a man doesn't define who I am.

On my way home in a taxi, my phone beeped.

I pulled it out of my purse and checked it. It was a notification from Instagram.

I clicked on it to see that Bonnie has posted a new video.

She was wearing a helmet and goggles and so was Damon. They grinned at the camera as she said, “My man has declared his love for me when he took me sky diving today! How romantic is that?”

So my suspicion was true; he was with Bonnie, and he declared his love to her.

My heart shattered and I gripped my chest.

The pain was unbearable.

How could he do this to me?

I laughed sarcastically as I ran a hand through my dark hair.

The taxi stopped and opened the door and climbed out.

I was so upset that I didn't even realized that I used the door that was by the streets instead of using the door by the walkway.

A car's horn blared just as it hit me. I gasped in pain and saw the taxi driving away.

The car barely hit me, but my hips and legs were in pain. I couldn't stand any longer and dropped to the ground.

I looked around to see that the car that hit me has drove off too.

Who was going to help me?

I called Damon, but he didn't answer the call. I kept trying, and he sent me a text message, [I have Mafia business to attend to, so I can't answer your call. We'll talk after I come back home.]

He was skydiving with Bonnie, so how was it possible that he was attending to Mafia business?

Tears streamed down my face as I felt miserable.

A kind couple saw me lying on the ground crying and helped me into their car. They took me to the nearest hospital.

“The accident did a number on you because you won't be able to walk for at least two days, but the good news is that your body will heal quickly.” The doctor said as I sat on a wheelchair.

I nodded, “Hopefully, I'll be able to walk by tomorrow.”

“Hopefully.” He replied as he smiled at me.

He wheeled me out of the hospital room and towards the pharmacy where he gave them the drug prescription that he has written down for me.

After I took the drugs, I called Bailey to pick me up from the hospital.

As I wheeled my wheelchair out of the hospital, I spotted Damons carrying Bonnie in his arms.

A frown fell on his brows as he saw me in a wheelchair.

“Katie, why are you in a wheelchair?” He asked me as he stopped in front of me.

I shrugged, “I was in an accident.”

Before he could reply, I added in a cool voice, “I thought you were attending to Mafia business.”

“I was, but then Bonnie twisted her ankle and I had to rush to bring her here.” He answered me in a nervous tone of voice.

“Is our baby okay?” He asked me as his gaze moved to my stomach.

Worry appeared on his face and Bonnie frowned.

I felt my tummy clench in pain at the thought of our lost baby. I drew in a deep breath and let it out as I tried to calm myself down.

Telling me the truth wouldn't make a difference to how he treated me, so I lied, “Yeah, everything’s good."

He looked relieved as he replied, "That's good to know."

Bonnie tightened her arms around his neck and his gaze moved to her.

He sympathized with her and turned to me, “I need to take Bonnie to get checked. I hope you don't mind me coming back home late. Bonnie needs me to take care of her.”

What about me? I was in a freaking wheelchair, I needed to be taken cared of!

That what I wanted to say, but instead, I gave him a tight smile and said, “Sure, she needs you.”

I had planned on telling him about our baby when we went to the amusement park, but he shattered the plan when he left me to go to Bonnie.

He would never find out now.

He nodded and walked into the hospital, leaving me alone like he always did.

Bailey soon arrived and took me home. I didn't sleep even though I was sleepy because I was waiting for Damon to come back home.

It was already 10:00pm, but he still hasn't come back home.

My phone beeped and I checked it to see a notification from Instagram.

Damon posted a video of Bonnie getting a massage as she laid down on the bed.

The masseuse was rubbing her ankles, and she was moaning in pleasure, “Yeah, that's it. Right there."

Damon moved the phone's camera to his face as he grinned and said, "My girl twisted her ankle today, so I had to bring her to the spa to boost her health.”

The video ended and I decided to end this torture too.

I couldn't take the heart break anymore. I rubbed my chest to ease the pain and made my way to the bedroom.

I started packing everything that I owned.

After I was done, I ordered a new sim card and threw out the old one then I deleted my Instagram account.

I felt like I could finally breathe as I prepared to leave Damon.

I placed the divorce papers along with a CD that has Bonnie and Damon’s video from Instagram on his side of the bed.

After everything was set, I called Bailey to pick me up the next day since my flight was in the early morning.

As I was on the plane the next morning, I felt a sense of tranquility.

I had no regrets about leaving Damon.