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“I don’t understand what went wrong. He was willing to recognize Fiona’s baby publicly but marry you.” I close my eyes. I don't want to talk about this, but I can't ignore it either.
“He said that in a text. We both know he had to marry Fiona. Your uncle demanded it. Not doing so would have caused a war. I couldn’t ask him to risk it all for me. There was a lot at stake.”
“How do you know that?” She asks curiously.
“Fiona.”
“When did you see her? Does she know about the baby?”
“Yes. Unfortunately, we ran into each other.” I confess.
“You mean to tell me she has kept this from Viktor?”
“She told me to sat away from Viktor. She threaten me and the baby.”
“That is insane. I fucking hate her. Have you seen her since she threaten you?”
"No and I am hoping it stays like that.”
“What a bitch.”
“It was better this way.” I look at my belly and touch it.
“He loves you. You didn’t give him a chance to explain everything. There is so much you don’t know.”
“That might be true. But he married her and that is all I need to know.”
“This is so fucked up.”
“Not anymore. I’ve moved on. He doesn’t need to know that I’m pregnant. Now that you, swear to me that you won’t tell him.” She is quiet.“Tina, if you don’t, I’ll have to disappear again.” I am making the same plea I used on Oliver. Hoping that it will work just like with him.
“Don’t disappear. I swear I won’t tell him. Just let me be here for you. Be an auntie to this baby.” She smiles.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
We spend the next couple of hours talking and shopping for baby stuff. It feels normal. It’s like the old times. Spending time with my best friend. Finding comfort in her craziness. But it's not normal. I’m hiding from the love of my life. I’m keeping a secret from him, and once she leaves, I’ll feel lonely again.
Chapter Twenty Four
Viktor
It’s been a few weeks since the attempt on my life. I know Cillian was behind it. I might not have proof, but my gut is telling me so. In a different time, I would have waged war without proof. You don't get away with trying to kill me. But I find myself thinking of my child with Fiona and missing Ava. Ava might not be here, but if I get myself killed, she would never forgive me.
“Promise me no matter what, you will always come home. That you will never get yourself killed.”
“I can’t promise that. You know the life I live.”
“You are the air I breathe. Without you, I might as well be dead too.” Her words are certain. They are coming from her core.“Viktor,” she starts.
“I will always come home to you.”
I look at my phone and pull up a picture of Ava. She is in bed wearing my t-shirt, reading a book. The moment is normal. There is nothing special about the day. I find myself missing the normal days with her, the days where I would play hooky in the mansion doing nothing productive but be with her. Ava is an exceptional woman who made me a better man.
“Mr. Manarch, you have a visitor.” My PA tells me seconds before Fiona walks in.
“Hi, baby,” she greets.
“Thank you, Becky. Hold my calls. Why are you here, Fiona?” I ask as she approaches.
