My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 619

Chapter 619

He’ll have to carry her….

One day he’ll resent it…

The words kept repeating.

Again.

Again.

Again.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

No…

No, no…

I didn’t want Raphael to carry me.

I never wanted to be something heavy hanging around his neck.

I just…

I just wanted…

A small sound escaped my throat before I realized I was crying.

I pressed my hand against my mouth. The tears kept coming anyway. They slid down my cheeks faster than I could wipe them away.

“Miss Gianna?” A gentle hand settled carefully against my elbow.

I flinched so hard my knees almost gave out.

“It’s alright,” the nurse whispered immediately, “It’s only me.”

I looked at her, and for a few seconds… I couldn’t remember who she was, and why was she with me? Everything else floated around inside my head like puzzle pieces that wouldn’t fit together.

“I…” My voice cracked.

She crouched a little so her eyes were level with mine.

“You shouldn’t be standing,” she said softly, “Let’s get you back to bed.”

Bed.

I shook my head, “No.”

“Your concussion-”

“I don’t…” My throat closed but I tried again, “I don’t want my room,” fresh tears spilled over,

“I…”

The words wouldn’t come out properly. Everything felt slow like my brain couldn’t catch up to my mouth.

“I need…” I swallowed hard, “I need my mommy.”

The last word came out so quietly I almost didn’t hear it myself.

“I need…” My lips trembled violently. “Please…”

My fingers wrapped around the sleeve of her uniform without thinking.

I barely managed a tiny nod. She slowly let go of me. For one frightening second I swayed before I could lose my balance, Salvatore stepped forward.

His hand settled carefully against my arm, simply making sure I stayed on my feet.

Salvatore didn’t take me into Mom’s room, he kept staring toward the door and then, his shoulders slowly straightened. When he turned toward me again, his face wasn’t the same.

His eyes had become cold, “So,” he said quietly, “I trusted you.”

I blinked, “W-what… I…?”

“You what?” he cut in sharply, “I almost lost Hazel tonight because of you.’

The words hit harder than the pounding inside my head. My lips parted, “…Mom? What happened to Mom?”

His laugh was bitter, “Now you care?”

The hallway spun, “I-I don’t…”

“You didn’t seem very concerned about Hazel while you were sleeping with my son.”

The air disappeared from my lungs, “N-no…”

“Don’t,” he snapped in a low voice, “Don’t pretend in front of me! I thought of you as my daughter. I opened my home to you. I protected you. I treated you like family and all this time…”

He shook his head slowly.

“…this is what you’ve been doing behind my back.”

My mouth opened, but nothing came out, “I…”

His eyes burned into mine, “You thought nobody would find out?”