Chapter 26

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Silva's POV:

"Why?" I asked softly.

He pulled me closer "We can't talk here love"

I nod "Let's talk then"

"Montons dans ma chambre" I nod as we start walking off the dance floor.

(Let's go up to my room)

He pulls me to the elevator and presses the top floor button.

I didn't say a word.

All of these thoughts ran through my mind.

Why would he fake his death?

On purpose?

I mean I did it for reasons but what are his reasons.

Did he do it to get back at me for doing it?

Or did he have something else up his sleeve?

Dax places his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

The elevator dinged and we walked off to the...only door?

He swiped his card and the door opened.

The condo was huge.

Perfectly all in white and black.

It was beautiful with a huge window that showed an amazing view of the ocean and the moon shining against the ocean.

The door closed and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Dax" I crock as I turned around with tears brimming my eyes.

He threw off his mask and walked over to me.

I allowed myself to show my weakness.

I collapsed in his arms.

"Why?" I cry out.

He pulled me towards a black couch and held me as I cried.

I cried like a little bitch.

I cried for the false death of the love of my life.

I finally let it out.

All of my pain.

Everything I had bottled up.

After a couple of minutes or 30, I sober up.

My makeup now streaming down my face.

"Why?" I ask a little bit more confidently.

"Giovani and I made a plan" I quickly interrupt.

"Giovani knew" I glare at Dax.

"Just listen" I roll my eyes.

"Continue" I seat up straighter.

"Giovani and I came up with a plan to find out who the traitor was" he sighs.

I raise my eyebrow "How did you know that the traitor was someone in the family?"

"At first I thought it was just Matteo because he caught you but he didn't know anything after having some fun with some knives with him, he said that it was someone close to all of us, I killed him afterward" he stands up and starts walking around.

"So we planned on faking my death in hopes of finding out the traitor, we knew Seb was behind it and that he would show himself at my funeral" he pauses as he looks out the window.

"He showed himself so I made sure that I wouldn't be found only by you" he looks over at me in my slumped position.

"I-I don't know what to say" I move my hand to my bump.

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