I barge into the room. The door flies back, smacking the wall behind it and both men turn toward me.
“What the fuck?” Rex rushes toward me, but I hold up a hand.
If he gets any closer I’m not sure what I’ll do.
“How could you?” I yell. “Both of you!”
Dante and Rex smartly choose to keep their distance. Adrenaline rushes through my veins, and I’m not sure if I should be scared or pissed, or both.
“Shae, baby, I don’t know what you heard, but—”
“No!” I scream. “Don’t call me baby. Don’t you dare call me baby. You knew.”
His brows draw tight. “Yes, I know who you are. And I know why you didn’t tell me.”
“That’s not why I’m mad,” I growl, refusing to give him the chance to explain. He doesn’t deserve the chance to explain. “For fourteen years I’ve been trying to remember what happened that day, and this whole time you knew because you were there.” Emotion crawls up my throat, making it difficult to talk. “You chased us,” I cry, my eyes darting to Dante.
Dante shakes his head, his Adam’s apple bobbing heavily when he swallows.
“You watched your father murder my mine, and then you chased us so what?” I say, swiping at tears. “So you could take us to him? So he could kill us? Is that what you did with Cami? Or did you do it yourself?” Anger replaces every other emotion in my body, and I rush forward, shoving Dante’s chest. “Did you kill her?” I scream, getting up in his face.
“Shae—” Rex takes a step toward me but Dante shoots a hand out, stopping him.
“Tell me you killed her. Tell me, Dante,” I chant, my fists striking him harder with each word while I sob and gasp for breath. “She’s dead,” I scream. “And it’s your fault. You killed my sister!”
Dante snags my wrists in his hands, and I glare up at him, prepared for his wrath, prepared to fight. And I’ll fight until the death if I have to, but make no mistake about it, I will get revenge.
“I’m so sorry, Shae.”
“You did!” I shriek, trying to break free, but it’s no use, his grip is too tight. “You killed her, you son of a bitch! You killed our—”
Snapping my lips shut, I give one final yank, and he releases me. I dig my fingers into my hair, spinning around so I can get away from him.
It’s hard to believe that just last night I was hoping for a future with Dante in my life. But no way will that happen now.
How could I ever forgive him?
I can’t.
An
d now I’m going to destroy his family’s life the same way they destroyed mine. I might die in the process, but that’s a chance I’m willing to take.
Dante stalks toward me and grips my arm, whirling me around. “What were you going to say?” he demands, his wide eyes searching mine.
“Nothing,” I spit. “You don’t deserve to know what I was going to say.”
The grip on my arm loosens and Dante takes a step back, his eyes narrowed. “I know you’re upset, but you have no fucking idea what you’re talking about.”
“Shae, he’s right.” Rex steps in front of me, his worried eyes pleading with me. “You’re upset, understandably so, but you need to hear us out.”
“What I need to do is get even.”
“What? Are you out of your goddamn mind?” Dante’s deep voice booms through the air, and I flinch before straightening my back and stepping toward him.
“I’ve been out of my goddamn mind for the last fourteen years, since the day your father murdered my family,” I roar, pounding a fist to my chest. “He destroyed me, and now I’m going to destroy him.”
“What? Shae, no, that’s not you. Listen…”