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“Do you want any help with the girls?” Emily offers, and I honestly wouldn’t mind it right now.

“Sure,” I say.

I know they’re both still tired, so I think the best thing I should do right now is to take them upstairs into their bedroom. Nazyr had some nanny cameras installed that link to my phone with an app. Any time I want to check in on them, I can with a couple quick taps on my screen.

Emily scoops Ira up, and I pick up Vanina. We head up the stairwell and then go into their bedroom. I flick on the light after I open the door.

“This is your room. Do you like it?” I ask Vanina, and her eyes widen as she takes everything in.

“Pretty, Mama,” Vanina says, and all I can do is smile. She might not have said much, but I know she likes this. She likes her bedroom, and that’s all that matters to me.

“I’m so glad you like it. You and sissy are going to take a nap, and then I’ll come and get you around dinner. Okay?”

“Mmmkay,” Vanina mumbles as she rubs the back of her hand against her eyelids. My poor girl is exhausted, and I can’t blame her. It’s been such a long day, especially for two little ones.

Emily and I put the girls to bed, and it’s a piece of cake. Vanina curls up under her comforter like she’s been sleeping there her entire life, and Ira snuggles with a stuffed animal Nazyr bought for them. It takes a little longer for Ira to doze off, but once she’s asleep, she’s out like a light. Emily and I leave their bedroom, quietly shutting the door behind us.

We head back downstairs, and my phone starts to ring. I pull it out of my pocket and see it’s Nazyr. “I’ll meet you in the sitting room in a couple of minutes,” I tell Emily.

“Sure thing,” Emily says as she walks away.

“Hey,” I say into the phone as I answer it.

“Hey. How are things at home? Lom sent me a selfie of him in our living room. He looks… messed up.”

I laugh at Nazyr’s comment. “Yeah, because he is. He’s on pain pills, and they’re really messing with him.”

“I figured he was on something.” Nazyr laughs for a moment and then clears his throat. “I should be home late tomorrow. Will you be okay in the house alone?”

“I don’t think I’m alone when we have an entire security team here.”

“Fair enough,” Nazyr chuckles. “I hate being away from you, but I promise I’ll explain everything when I get home.”

That comment alone makes me want to ask him what the hell he’s doing in the United Kingdom, but I have to trust that he will end up telling me tomorrow.

“Are you at least okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay. Are the girls doing well?”

“Yeah, they’re sleeping right now. I think the last day has been exhausting for them.”

“No doubt. So, listen, I did want to discuss something with you.”

Okay, now he has me a little bit nervous. “Okay, what’s up?”

“I don’t know if Duarte’s family is going to try and take the girls, so I’m having a contact in the government make birth certificates for Vanina and Ira. It will mean that if anything were to ever come up about them, they’d be considered Chechen citizens, and thus the laws here would protect them.”

Basically, it’s a safeguard in case anyone tries to take my daughters from me, plus more.

“Thank you, Nazyr,” I mumble as tears fill my eyes at this man’s generosity.

“No need to thank me. I’m only doing what I think is right.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Nazyr

I could have easily gone back to Grozny, but I chose against it. There was something in the back of my mind floating around, and I debated going home the same day my brother, Mona, and the girls did. Since I’m already in the United Kingdom, getting to Ireland isn’t difficult at all. Instead of coming back weeks later, it made more sense for me to handle this now, and so I am.

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