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I shake my head.This is an awful idea. Downright horrible. “Jonas, please.”
“…don’t have to worry about anything because she has my back more than you ever…”
I bite my thumb, trying to find a place to get a word in. He won’t stop talking. He won’t listen.
It’s stupid, dangerous, reckless. “I need you to—”
“You really think you know everything, don’t you?”
Nothing but a croak breaks from my throat as my tongue swells with fear. “No, I’m just trying to say—”
“I’m happy for once, and you don’t want that. Isn’t that right, Liya?”
“No, I always want your happiness. Please just listen to me—”
He snarls. “You can go be Pavel’s whore for all I fucking care, but I’m doing thingsmyway to get the things that should have been mine all along.”
Click.
I stare in stunned silence at thecall endedscreen, my head growing lighter by the second. The world tilts on its axis. It’s my bedroom all over again, the very beginning of the nightmare that soon became my life. This is how I felt then. I didn’t think it could get worse.
But that was my mistake, wasn’t it?
I lick my lips to soften them. I rub my fingers to get the blood flowing back into my hand. I stare at the screen until it dims and then fades until it locks. The time splashes across the screen.
4:27 p.m.
I should get home.
I should figure out dinner.
I could make dinner.
Cooking always gets my mind off things. And maybe it would make me feel better about being married to Pavel.
Or harboring a secret.
Or failing at literallyeverythingin life.
I stand and pat my back pocket, checking to see if the letter is still there. When I turn around, I call for Gennadiy. When he approaches, I say shakily, “I’m ready to go home.”
His expression twists with concern. “Are you all right, Liya Frankovna?”
I stare at him for a long time, trembling so hard that I’m scared I won’t be able to move. But when I take a step forward, I find sure footing. “I’m fine.”
It’s a lie, but what am I supposed to say? That my brother is fucking my husband’s ex-fiancée? The same ex-fiancée whose father is trying tomurdermy husband? I twitch at the thought.
Did they ever date?He said they weren’t engaged, but that she liked to think so. My cheeks flush with heat.It doesn’t matter. That’s in the past.
But it does matter. And I know it’s going to matter to Pavel, too.
As soon as we get to the car, Gennadiy opens the door while scanning our surroundings. Even though it’s weird being accompanied by so many of Pavel’s brigadiers, it actually makes me feel a little safer.
I frown while buckling myself in.I won’t be safe for very long if I tell Pavel about what my brother has been up to.
Should I risk telling Pavel? We’re on thin ice as it is. I haven’t necessarily rejected him lately, but it hasn’t been easy looking at him while he fucks me. His movements have been much more calculated, less possessive, more careful…
I rub my temples.
