Aria's POVHe snapped his head toward me. Confusion and rage battled in his eyes."Move, Aria," he ordered."No." I pushed the weapon down. "You cannot shoot her here.""She tried to put you in a grave.""I know," I said, my throat tightening. "But I made a promise to our mother on her deathbed. I swore I would take care of Jasmine. If you blow her brains out in front of me, I break that vow. Let the police handle her. Give the USB drive to the authorities."Dominic stared at me. He hated the idea of letting the law handle his problems. A mafia boss exacted his own revenge. But the plea in my eyes stopped him. He exhaled a sharp breath and engaged the safety on his weapon.He stepped back, holstering the gun.I turned my back on Jasmine. I felt a hollow ache in my chest, but the suffocating weight of her lies was gone. It was over.A low, scratchy sound broke the silence.It started as a giggle. Then, it grew louder. Jasmine pushed herself off the marble floor. Her hair was a mess. Bl
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