HIS

Chapter 30

I'm awoken by the door slamming, so I turn to check the time. It's 7 :00 and I can still feel the warmth of his body on his spot next to me, which indicates, he just left. I need to talk to him today and find out what is going on because things can't go on like this. This is not how a husband should act toward his wife regardless of going through tough times.

I don't know if I did something or if he regrets marrying me. Besides all that, I need to get out of this house because I'm fed-up moving from the kitchen to the bedroom and home gym. I also need to buy some necessities and underwear and food as the fridge and cupboards are empty.

I decide to get up and make a smoothie as the only ingredients that are left is frozen fruit. I then hit the gym for a full hour and head to the shower. I got dressed and did some schoolwork for three hours and decided to make the phone call to Domenico at 13:00 the afternoon.

I press the dial button and wait a second then the phone starts to ring. He rejects my call, and it goes straight to voicemail. I try again and the same happens. I lay on the couch thinking and contemplating what my next step should be. I don't want to call Kate or Camilla as I don't like involving people in my personal business. I could be wrong about there being any problems between us, and he could just be busy.

I decide to watch some Netflix and order some pizza. At around 22:00, I went to bed because of exhaustion from staying in this house the whole day.

I woke up at 3:00 when I heard the front door close and people giggling. One was Domenico shushing the person and the other was a woman I could make out from the giggles. I decide to inspect, so I put on a robe and silently made my way downstairs. I walk down the stairs, then down the hallway and was about to enter the lounge as the noise was coming from there. What I saw made my heart drop to my feet.

This blonde woman was busy caressing Domenico, who was clearly intoxicated' s face and telling him that she'll always be there for him. He removes her hands from his face and hold her hands in his "Isabella, thanks for tonight. I had a blast." He says.

The name he utters makes me break out into a cold sweat and my heart breaks into a million pieces seeing him in such an intimate position. This is the woman he hated with his whole being.

"No, problem" she says as she smiles while they are looking in each other's eyes. "The last two weeks was everything I hoped for and more, but I have to leave now. Will we meet again for lunch?" she asks with a smile on her face to which he nods.

So, this is where my husband has been. I was under the impression he was out doing business or trying to get behind the attacks that's coming my way.

I decided to silently make my way back to our bedroom and pretend to be asleep. I won't ask any questions as what I saw with my own two eyes was proof enough.

After a good 30 minutes Domenico entered our bedroom. I could hear him get out of his clothes and jump straight in bed. He got in with his back facing me and 20 minutes later he was snoring.

I jumped out of bed and got dressed in a pair of jeans and hoody. Luckily, I don't have to depend on a man financially. Thanks Mom! I think to myself. I take out the biggest piece of luggage that has wheels and start to pack everything that I am able to pack. Clothes, shoes, products and documents.

I put my hood up and leave through the back door down the path leading down a walkway to the main road and I know there won't be any guards because I've watched them and that's a spot they almost never patrol.

I walk as fast as possible until I reach a semi busy street and flag down a cab. I don't have a phone because I left all my electronics that could be traced at home.

I have two bank accounts setup. The one that my mother's money was placed in, which is an offshore account that Is untraceable. The other account is money I worked for, and Domenico paid money into it that I never used or ever intended to use. I have about two thousand dollars cash on me that I kept in the house for emergency that Domenico was not aware of. Growing up and having only yourself to depend on will always let you create back up plans.

I decide to head to a diner to get a coffee until my mom's lawyer opens in about three hours. While I'm sitting there, I contemplate and think over my actions and everything that happened since leaving Italy.

How did we get to this? The last couple of days were harder than I expected them to be. I didn't sign up for a life being neglected and cheated on by my own husband. The fact that he brought his ex who he supposedly hated to our home while sitting in our lounge and them touching each other, said everything I needed to know. He had the guts to bring her into our personal space after the way she spoke to me. He's cheating on me and it's as clear as day. He most probably did not want to be with me anymore and did not know how to get rid of me.

I don't think leaving the house and leaving him was too soon, because he made that decision on behalf of both of us by disrespecting me as his wife but most of all our marriage. Bringing that woman into our house was it for me. I am done and I will never tolerate any woman or anyone for that matter to overstep my boundaries ever again. He could have explained if he was going through somethings instead ghosting me.

"Don't worry Mr. Mancini, even though I love you, I don't need you and I will not allow you to walk over me" I mutter to myself as I'm drinking my 3rd coffee. When it was time to leave, I paid and left. I reached the office of the lawyer and quickly discussed the fact that I wanted to get a divorce and gave him instruction on my expectations. He got his secretary to type out everything and gave me a copy to sign. After my signature was put on the document, he informed me that he would give the signed copy and serve it to Domenico to get his signature.

We also discussed the fact that Domenico might come and threaten him to find out my location, as he was already aware of Domenico being a Mafia Don. I informed him that I was dropping off the grid so there would be no way for him or anyone for that matter to get in contact with me. I told him that I will contact him when I'm ready to follow up on the divorce proceedings. He understood that the less he knows the better.

I left his office after two hours and jumped in a cab, headed to a bus station. I used my fake ID that I got the first week living here to get a ticket. I sat in my seat and waited for the bus to fill up. While the bus was filling up, I activated the phone I got at one of the shops and I thank the heavens for this fake ID because I don't want anyone to know where I'm going.

Once the bus was filled up and, on its way, I decided to create a new e-mail and google places I could stay at in the town I'm headed to. When we left the state of New York I instantly felt freedom and a sense of calmness come over me. I know I will have a breakdown of some sort somewhere, but it will not happen now. Once I get settled the ton of bricks will fall and my emotions will have the better of me. You have to mourn the old in order to build the new and that's just how life works. I am not just leaving Domenico behind, but I'm leaving that old life behind where I was either treated as nothing or second best. It is time I become the best version of Olivia I can be, and I will not let anyone stand in my way.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------AN: Thank you to everyone for taking the time to read my book :)