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BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 54
The burial started without any announcement.No priest. No loud crying. No dramatic speeches like the ones in movies.Just men in black suits moving with quiet understanding, like they all knew their roles already.The grave was already open.Fresh soil piled beside it. I stood beside Zander, my hands clasped in front of me because I didn’t know what else to do with them. My fingers kept rubbing against each other. I couldn’t stop it.The coffin rested on thick straps above the grave. Polished wood. My stomach twisted.She was inside that.She was inside that because of me.I swallowed and forced my eyes away from it.Men stood in a loose circle around the grave. Some of them were older. Some younger. All of them stayed quiet. Alert. Watching everything.Not grieving the way normal people did.There were guards posted farther out. I noticed them the moment we arrived. Positioned near the gates.Watching.One man stepped forward. He wasn’t dressed like the others. His suit was darker
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 53
When Zander told me I would be going with him to his aunt’s funeral, the words stayed trapped behind my teeth.No.That was the first thing that rose inside me. Sharp and Immediate. But it never made it past my mouth.I had only nodded.Because there was nothing else I could do.Refusing would be wrong. Refusing would be strange. Refusing would make him look at me longer than he already did. Ask questions he wasn’t asking yet.So I nodded.And now I was here.Sitting in the car beside him.Trapped.The gates of the estate slid open slowly, the metal groaning as the driver pulled the car forward. Gravel crunched beneath the tires. The sound grated against my nerves.I stared straight ahead.My hands rested on my lap, fingers locked together so tightly the knuckles had gone pale.My stomach churned.Not from motion.From him.From everything.The car moved past the gates and onto the empty road. The estate disappeared behind us.I pressed my tongue against the roof of my mouth, swallow
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 52
The sound of his footsteps outside my door stopped my heart.I knew it was him.I sat on the bed, my hands gripping the edge of the mattress, my fingers curling into the fabric. My back was straight. My shoulders stiff. My lungs forgot how to breathe.The footsteps stopped right outside my door.For a second, nothing happened.Then the handle turned.The door opened.Zander stepped inside.I forgot every word I had rehearsed in my head.He looked… different.Not the Zander I knew.Not the man who walked as if the world belonged to him. Not the man whose eyes were always sharp. Always watching. Always in control.This version of him looked like something had been taken out of him.His eyes were red. Not slightly red. Red like he had been crying. Red like he had been holding something in for too long.My heart began to pound harder. He closed the door behind him quietly. He didn’t say anything. He just stood there for a second, looking at me.I couldn’t read his expression. That scared
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 51
When I got home, I couldn’t sit still. I kept checking the time even when I knew only a few seconds had passed. The silence in the house made everything worse. It gave my thoughts too much space. Too much room to remember the hospital. To remember his face.I sat at the edge of the bed, my phone clutched in my hand so tightly my fingers ached. The screen had gone dark minutes ago, but I didn’t put it down. I couldn’t. It was the only thing tethering me to him. To whatever was happening outside this suffocating silence.The clock on the wall ticked.Each second sounded louder than the last.Tick.Tick.Tick.I lifted my head and looked at it again.5:56 PM.He should have been home by now.My throat tightened.He lost his aunt.My fingers curled slightly around the phone.I killed his aunt.The thought didn’t come like a scream. It came like a whisper.My stomach twisted.Did he know?Did he suspect?My heart began to pound harder, the sound filling my ears until it drowned out everyth
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 50
The doctor decided to run a test.They took my blood sample and then left the room with quiet efficiency, the door clicking softly behind them.The silence they left behind felt louder than any noise.I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, my fingers gripping the thin mattress beneath me. The paper sheet crinkled under my hands. My feet dangled just above the floor, unable to stay still.Please let it be negative.My lips moved without sound.He can’t even imagine being pregnant with Zander’s child.My chest tightened.My father’s face appeared in my mind. Disappointment burned in my throat.He would be so disappointed in me.I would be disappointed in myself.Five years.Five years of waiting. Planning. Surviving.Five years of holding onto revenge like it was the only thing keeping me alive.And now this?I shook my head hard.“No,” I whispered.It couldn’t be true.It couldn’t.My legs moved before I realized I had stood up. I couldn’t stay still anymore. The bed felt like it was s
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 49
I arrived at the hospital after my lectures concluded.My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as I stepped through the sliding doors.Cold air hit my face.My stomach rolled.I had checked the time at least six times on the way there. I knew her routine now. I knew when she arrived. I knew which floor. Which room. Which nurse.I knew everything.That didn’t stop my hands from shaking.I kept them buried inside my sleeves as I walked to the waiting area and sat down. The chair felt too hard. Too small. My knees bounced before I could stop them.Breathe.Just breathe.The room hummed with low voices. A child whining. Shoes squeaking against tile. I swallowed.It felt like something was crawling up my throat. Like I might throw up right there on the polished floor.Why was I feeling like this?I glanced at my phone.1:58 p.m.Two minutes.My pulse thudded in my ears.The doors slid open.And there she was.The wheelchair.The shawl wrapped gently around her shoulders.One bodyg
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