Chapter Four
Valentina
Dom hoists Carm up by his arm and pulls him out of his seat.
I grab all of our drink napkins and hand them to poor Bella.
“He didn’t even apologize,” she says, dabbing at her face. “That’s not like him.”
I know why he didn’t apologize—he’s having a coronary right now because somehow, he knows. I have no idea how he figured it out, but I’m sure he did.
I know one thing for certain—Dom wasn’t open with his brother. He’s always kept me hidden behind closed doors like a dirty little secret.
“I’m sure he has his reasons,” I say, flagging down a waitress for more napkins.
“Is my makeup ruined?” Bella asks, still dabbing under her eyes and her forehead. He did one helluva job spraying her.
“Not at all. You’re still gorgeous.”
She shakes her head. “I’m going to hea
