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Chapter Twelve
Iwas sure that by now the wedding ceremony had concluded and everyone was gathering in the hotel for a cocktail. I’d been in the bathroom for about thirty minutes doing my best to calm the ache in my heart. Now, I was just hiding out because of the embarrassment I felt.
“I’m such a moron,” I muttered to myself. I had been hiding in the stall, worried that Dom would send someone to come and find me. I should have known that he wouldn’t. I’d been alone the entire time. I imagined that I would get an earful from Dom about drawing negative attention to myself during the wedding, which was another reason that I had hidden out in the bathroom.
Sighing, I leaned back against the stall door praying that somehow the floor would open up and swallow me whole. It was the only way that I was getting out of the predicament I had put myself in.
The sound of the door swinging open, and the sound of heels clicking on the bathroom floor immediately caused me to stiffen. I had been alone for the last thirty minutes, but since the wedding ceremony was likely wrapping up, it made sense that women would be heading to the restroom to freshen up their makeup prior to the reception.
I leaned my head against the stall door. I knew that I needed to leave the stall. It was only a matter of time before the bathroom filled up with women who had probably been talking about me with their dates.
“Now or never,” I muttered to myself. Grabbing the stall handle, I wrenched the door open, squaring my shoulders as I prepared to take on the gossip and nasty looks I was bound to get. Not only was I a Petrov, but I’d made a scene in the middle of a wedding ceremony, which wasn’t going to endear me to anyone.
The woman in the mirror was a tall blonde. Beautiful and statuesque in a way that made me feel like a loser despite wearing a beautiful gold dress. I held my head high and grabbed my lipstick from my clutch.
“Beautiful wedding,” I said.
I wasn’t sure if this woman was at the wedding, but she was wearing a sleek navy dress, and I felt like I recognized her from somewhere.
“Yes,” the woman said. She gave me a slight smile, and I could hear a slight accent in her voice.
As I examined her in the mirror, I had an uncanny feeling that I knew her from somewhere. I just couldn’t figure out where. It made no sense since the only friends I had were my female cousins.
“Are you a friend of the bride or groom?” I asked. I wanted to know more about this woman. It was driving me insane that I couldn’t place her.
She turned to me, and I was blown away by the full force of her. Her blonde hair was pulled away from her face in a tight ponytail, which showed off her high cheekbones. Her full lips were coated in a red gloss, and her blue eyes were rimmed with smokey makeup.
This was the type of woman who belonged on Dom’s arm. She looked like an Amazonian ready to take on the world.
“I’m actually here to see you,” she said.
“Me?” My brow furrowed. “Do we know one another?”
“I didn’t think you would recognize me after all these years,” she said, and I immediately felt my hackles rising.
“What do you mean?” I back away from the woman. There was something about this woman that was starting to make the bottom of my stomach fall out. I knew this woman, and she knew me, but I couldn’t remember where, and I didn’t like being in the dark.
The woman reached out and grabbed me by the wrist causing my clutch to fall to the floor. “I need you to listen to me,” she said. The desperation in her voice made her accent thicker, and I could tell she was Russian.
That didn’t make me any less nervous.
“Did my mother send you?” I tried to wretch my hand away, but the woman’s fingers were like a vice around my bone. “You can tell her to go screw herself,” I spit out. “I’m not her little doll.”
The woman shook her head. Her eyes were wide. “I need you to get out of here,” she said. “Please.”
I was too freaked out to think too much about her words. Instead, I wretched my arm back with all of my might causing me to stumble backwards in my heels.
“You should leave,” I said. “This place is full of Blanchi’s. They’ll kill you if they think you are here to cause harm.”
I didn’t know why I was warning this unknown woman away. She clearly meant me harm, but I didn’t want to be responsible for someone’s demise.
“Please Sasha,” the woman said. “You don’t know what is going on.” The woman walked towards me again, but I backed away further.
“You need to go,” I said. “If I see you again, I’ll tell my husband.” I wouldn’t, but this woman didn’t need to know that.
“You need to listen to me. I’m trying to help you.” As the woman came closer, I took that opportunity to rush past her and out of the bathroom. Something told me that this woman wouldn’t follow me out.
Either way, I picked up the pace, practically running towards where I saw a throng of people eating finger foods and drinking cocktails.
