Chapter 37

• ~Dante’s POV~
• I couldn’t think clearly. I stood there watching Dr. Blackwood’s car drive away until it was out of sight. That much I know now that I’ve checked the business card in my grasp. I close my eyes because I don’t want to do anything reckless. I climbed into my car and began driving without knowing where I was heading. I have been a father without my knowledge. Lev was right; someone was indeed pregnant for me. I swear to God, Lola, I’m going to hurt her in the worst way possible. When she became pregnant, we were friends, husband, and wife. But she never fought for us. She served me with divorce papers and took my children away from me. Even though I was a jerk, I deserved to know. This explains her mood swings and reluctance to eat. How come I didn’t notice? Why did she sleep with me before fleeing if I was nothing to her? Did she think I wanted a life with Candice? Yes, I know I told her we shouldn’t have done it at first, but when she came to my room that night, I felt compelled to pursue a relationship with her; I wanted us to remain husband and wife. She never gave me the opportunity to tell her that I didn’t want a divorce, that I wanted her and us together. But right now, I am going to serve her with those divorce papers and take my kids away from her. She does not deserve my sense of empathy. I will hurt her in the same way that her acts have hurt me. A car honking behind me interrupted my train of thought. When I looked up, the traffic lights were all green. I don’t even know where I am. I looked around, unsure which direction to proceed. I took out my phone, wanting to use maps to go back to the hotel, but my phone was off. “Fuck!” I cursed. I took a right turn and kept driving. I then noticed a floral shop. I pulled over near the flower shop, wanting to ask for directions back to the hotel because my phone had died.
• Lolita’s Boutique