KIRILL’S POINT OF VIEW.
Both of them stared at me as if I’d told them the Easter bunny was actually a goat. The shock on their faces was quite palpable. Viktor, on one hand, stared at me as if I’d become a new person in the past two minutes, while my sister appeared shocked more than anything else.
“No…it’s not possible.” She shook her head, struggling to believe it. I hated having to relive the horrors of my past, or the hell I had to endure with my siblings, so we could escape our sick parents. But sometimes, I had to do it. So I could remind myself of where I was coming from, and why I couldn’t stop.
“You would never have done such a thing so young….and that too with Tosha.”
“Well, we did, Cassia,” I said, stifling the urge to roll my eyes. I wasn’t trying to be condescending, b
