Nora/Camilla’s POV
I arrived at home, but I couldn't bring myself to step out of the car. I didn't know how to face those monsters and I feared I might not be able to hide my hatred for them so well.
Before leaving the hospital, I had it at the back of my mind to confront them, but then, I realized it wasn't a wise idea.
What if they hold me hostage and dump me in a dungeon like my father did back then? What if I never get to find out the truth like I had intended?
All I needed was to play along- playing my part as the dense wife while unbeknown to them, I would crush every piece of bones in their bodies. I would find out the truth in my way and make them beg for their lives.
I breathe in and out, assuring myself I would be able to pull my stunt through.
“Everything will be fine, Nora. You're the Mafia Queen after all,” I braced myself, letting out a deep breath before grabbing my handbag and walking out of the car.
It was a Saturday and I knew Steve would be home- along with ‘h
