Chapter 19

Kenna

God, I still feel sick as Dante drives us back to the Bodega estate where I now live. For now. I have every intention of getting myself somewhere to live. Not that it’s bad living with my mom, stepfather, Dante and my sister but you know, I’m in my twenties and it’s about time that I find a place of my own. It’s not like I don’t have the money, and I still have all the money that Xander gave me.

“You want to talk about it?” Dante asks, his voice soft and gentle. It pulls at my heart how concerned he is. Honestly, Dante is the sweetest man alive. He’s always been such a good friend to me.

“No, I’m fine. It’s just you know the whole thing with Violet. She is such a bitch to me and has Xander wrapped around her little finger. It drives me insane, I can’t stand her. Then I feel guilty for hating her.” I muse and turn to look out the car window, not that I can see much since it’s dark. Only the lights that stretch along the road and the tall buildings of Manhattan.

“A problem shared