Semua Bab What The Don Wants: Bab 131 - Bab 132

Isla~I stood frozen in front of the door. The door to Dante's bedroom. Our bedroom.My fingers hovered just above the knob, trembling as though the metal itself would burn me. I hated this feeling. I hated being afraid and uncertain. And yet, I couldn't deny it; fear was exactly what curled tightly in my chest right now.Dante was alive.After a week and two days in the ICU, after flatlining twice, after so much bloodloss and chaos, I had watched him slip away before my eyes. I had screamed until my throat gave out. Cried until my body trembled with exhaustion. Held his hand even after he stopped squeezing back.But he made it.He was back, breathing. He was awake. Alive.He had pulled through for both me and our child. And naturally, I should be as happy as I should be grateful.But why did walking through this door feel so hard? Why did it feel so heavy in my chest I closed my eyes. The memory of that night flooded me like a tidal wave.The way the bullets had ripped through the a