Scarlett POV
As soon as she stops the car, my first instinct is to run to wherever Dante is, but I won't. I won't abandon my baby girl. I know what that ba**ard is capable of, and I have no doubt he would take his anger at me out on her. "Let's go, Scarlett. You've kept your husband waiting long enough," she says as she opens her door. I grip the handle and try to steady my breathing. God I hate her. I hope when this is all over I will never see her again as long as I live.
The thought makes me smile. Not only about not seeing her again, but the fact I know Dante will get to us. She raps on the window, bringing me out of my thoughts. I push the door open and step out of the piece of sh*t rental car. "What the hell are you smiling about," she asks as she grips my arm tightly.
"The man
