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Cara froze, she couldn't move. Hearing those words pinned her to a spot. She could have sworn she heard Giovanni's voice over the phone, saying things that probably mattered, that were probably going to be important, relating to what he had said, but she didn't hear a single word. She was in the room but wasn't there. Her mind had been carried away by a wave. Why was she the only one being attacked for being happy? Why was everyone out to kill her? What exactly was her offense in particular? Cara flinched softly as a hand touched her leg. She blinked, realizing where she was. "Giovanni, I'll... I'll have to call you back." She finally uttered, not hearing a word from what he had been saying. "Cara, I really didn't want to tell you cause I didn't want to get you scared, but Romeo, he--""Giovanni," she said, cutting him off, her voice carrying weight. "I need to hang up now. Call Romeo, he's free now. Something came up here too, he can answer your calls now.""Okay. I'm sorry for

Cara stared at the woman sitting opposite an officer of the law in the questioning room, she looked so nervous and worried. She never raised her head up once and she didn't open her mouth to respond to any of the questions the officer was asking her. The man let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead before getting to his feet and turning towards the door. "Is he okay?!" She yelled out suddenly, finally raising her head up, looking desperately at him. The officer stared at Vicky but didn't say anything. He noticed how unhinged she was and he let out a soft sigh. The detective outside the questioning room, watching the questioning go on, where Cara was standing, received a message and suddenly spoke up. He leaned towards the microphone, "Clark, let me see you for one moment." The officer in the questioning room nodded his head and left there to join them. Vicky screamed loudly. "Just fucking tell me! Is he okay? Is he alive? There wasn't any news whether he survived or not, why won't

Jessica walked back into her bedroom, ignoring the two best friends who were probably gossiping about her. She picked up her phone to check her message from Rockie, still nothing. A sigh drew from her lips. "I can't actually judge her." She thought to herself. "She probably believes I ran off on her, especially since I can't tell her why I'm stuck here. How do I explain that my psychotic ex husband is after me? Knowing Rockie, she'll call the police immediately and that will ruin everything. Besides, no one is to know I'm here."She paused, thinking about it again. If no one was to know she was there, that was actually more scary because they could kill her here and no one would know she ever went to Cara's place. "I mean, they'd think it's impossible for me to go to my ex best friend's place. Am I really safe here?"But the thought of Cara killing her was very close to impossible. She knew Cara well, even though Cara was pretending to be wicked and mean now, she could see through

Cara sat on the sofa with her hands in the middle of her thighs and her back straightened. She held her head up high, she was proud of her actions. Meanwhile, Jessica sat away from her, wincing in pain as Abigail tended to her wounds. "Can't you be any gentle?!" She hissed. "Oh girl, don't make us have our own session right here." Abigail said alongside a soft laugh, cloaking her anger. "It stings!" Jessica exclaimed. "Believe me, my hand will sting even harder." Romeo sat next to his wife and handed her a glass of water. Cara accepted it with a soft and innocent smile and sipped from it. "Are you okay?" Romeo asked her worriedly. "Are you hurt anywhere?" He checked her once again just to be sure. "I'm okay." Cara said, smiling. "She hit me, but it won't leave a mark." "Your knuckles are bruised too." Romeo stated. Cara stared at it for a second but smiled either way. "They're just tiny bruises. They'll disappear before you know it." Romeo let out a soft sigh. "Babe, what h

"A whole week with you?!" Rick exclaimed. "I'll pass." "You're dead." Andrew said casually and walked up to him and started playfully strangling him. Camilla pushed him away, laughing. "That's not what he means. Well... That's what he means but a whole week away from our personal lives? Is now really a good time? I mean, we've got quite a lot on our tables." "Now is not a good time," Andrew said. "It's a better time. Don't you guys get it? It's exactly why we have to do it now. With everything that's going on, we need to breathe so we can get our heads cleared and be able to think straight.""I think he's right." Jastrow supported. "Besides, we barely hang out anymore. Everyone's busy making, delivering, or caring for babies. You included, Abby."Abby chuckled and punched his arm slightly. "Why don't you go make babies with your very serious girlfriend?" Camilla asked, arching her slim brows. "Because he's gay." Andrew stated. "But thanks for supporting me, I'll always support th