KIRILL’S POINT OF VIEW.
The world feels silent.
And no, it's not the kind of silence that brings peace….rather, it leaves chaos in its wake. Because as I sit in this darned lobby, waiting for the stupid doctors and nurses to examine my wife as she lies on some cold bed without me, my heart pounds feel chaotic.
Where the hell is Viktor?!
The only person I trust with my body and that of anyone else around me is him, but since he isn’t here, and isn’t f*****g picking up my calls, I have to settle with the horde of asses inside the room adjacent to me.
The sight of her pale face, the blood stains on her cheeks, her hair, and the gash where the blood had stopped pouring from flashed in my vision again, painting my soul and mind with a rage I didn’t know I could have. The last time I’d bee
