Double Betrayal, Broken Donna Chapter 04
Weightlessness. And in it — right before I hit the ground — I saw Rocco’s face.
The horror on it made me laugh. My mind went somewhere strange.
If I hit the ground and shattered, would he feel it too? Would he and Teresa lie awake for the rest of their miserable lives, choking on what they’d done?
Turns out a jump from the third floor won’t kill you. It just breaks your ribs and shoves them into your organs.
The pain was so bad I couldn’t die properly. Couldn’t live through it properly either.
After surgery, Rocco was at my bedside.
“Was it worth it?”
“The fall killed the heir anyway, Camelia. So what was the point — jumping just to make a scene?”
Every word dripped with irritation. I was a burden he couldn’t shake — and he resented me for it.
I tried to smile. It came out twisted.
“Why would I bother trying to scare you?”
“Rocco, you’re a soulless bastard. You couldn’t even stomach your own flesh and blood.”
Whatever patience he’d been pretending to have drained away. What was left was nothing at all.
“You did this to yourself. No one made you throw away your pride.”
“I don’t care what happened to you. At the end of the day, you’re still the one who spread your legs.”
He said it like it was nothing. Like everything he’d ever promised me had never existed.
Each word cut something out of me. And then, all at once, I was just — done.
“I want a divorce.”
“She can keep you. I’m done.”
He went still. He stared at me like I’d said something in a language he didn’t speak.
I didn’t look at him. I picked up my phone and called Teresa.
She was there in minutes.
“Give us the room, Rocco. I need to talk to Camelia.”
He looked at me. Opened his mouth. Closed it. Then he left.
The door clicked shut. Just the two of us.
I looked at her. My voice came out hollow — scraped raw and empty.
“Happy now? You’ve destroyed me twice — back then and now.”
She smiled. Her eyes were wet.
“I never wanted it to go this far.”
“But if I didn’t hand you over to Lucius, he was going to take me instead.”
I closed my eyes. My chest should have ached. But I felt nothing at all.
“Camelia, I’ve always known I owed you.”
“That’s why I’m not keeping Rocco for good.”
“I’m just having my turn. When I’m done, he goes right back to you.”
Years of hatred blew apart in a single second. I laughed — and this time, I didn’t try to stop it.
I dragged myself off the bed and threw my whole weight at Teresa. The surgical scissors I’d swiped from the tray were in before either of us could scream.
Teresa’s scream split the room. By the time Rocco burst through the door, she’d collapsed.
His face went white. He kicked me away like I was furniture.
“You stabbed her — have you lost your mind?”
I wiped the blood off my face with the back of my hand. When I spoke, my voice was terrifyingly even.
“She owed me that.”
Rocco’s eyes locked onto mine — black, burning. He gathered Teresa into his arms, blood and all, and forced the words out through his teeth.
“This isn’t over.”
I pressed the divorce papers my attorney had expedited flat against his chest. Already signed.
“We’re done. Clean and final.”
His eyes dropped to the signature line. They wouldn’t stay still.
“Camelia Voss, are you serious?”
He opened his mouth to say something, but Teresa groaned against his chest.
“The baby — is the baby going to be okay?”
Something in Rocco’s expression reset. He drew one long breath.
“We’ll talk when I come back.”
He was gone. I sat in the blood and the silence, and a laugh dragged itself out of me — low, wrecked, ugly.
He wasn’t coming back. Not really. Not ever.
I grabbed my bag, ignored the agony tearing through my ribs, and forced myself toward the hospital exit. I made it three steps out the door before I walked straight into someone.
My legs buckled.
…
Teresa’s baby was gone.
Rocco couldn’t stay still. The divorce papers kept flashing through his mind — her signature, the finality of it.
He stayed until Teresa woke up. But the unease kept spreading through his chest.
He left in a rush to find Camelia.
He pushed the door to Camelia’s ward open. What he saw on the other side broke him apart.