Catalina had poisoned not only Andrei’s life but theirs together.
“She’s still messaging me, Andrei,” Cristine finally admitted in a broken voice.
Andrei’s calm mask cracked for a brief moment, his gaze sharpening. “What do you mean?”
“She keeps telling me to leave you,” Cristine continued, the words bitter on her tongue. “That you’re dangerous, that you’ve been using me from the beginning. She… she’s trying to get into my head.”
Andrei’s face darkened, his hands curling into fists on the table. “Don’t listen to her, Cristine. You know that’s not true. Everything I’ve ever done for you—for us—has been real.”
“I know,” she whispered. “I know that in my heart. But it doesn’t stop the things she’s saying from hurting. And what if she goes further? What if she finds another way to destroy
