CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Nicole's POV
"He had the guts to show up in my house and spill just what I never wanted my wife to know. If I had wanted Nicole to know about my f****d up past, I would have told her myself but I do not want her to look at me differently," I sighed helplessly while leaning on the railing of the staircase just outside Dominic's home office.
Ever since his mother arrived today morning all I heard is Dominic yelling over Reed's behavior from the other day. Truthfully speaking, I was still a confusing mess of thoughts. I had no idea what I was supposed to make of that but a part of me knew that I felt very different about Dominic now. Dumped in a slum? In the rehab at fifteen?
"Dominic calm down. You know that your brother is a little immature. He is still growing
