KIRILL’S POINT OF VIEW.
All I could do was stare at the words inscribed in the note, my body filled with a false sense of calm as I tried calculating the possibility of my escaping this. Cassia, on the other hand, was straight up panicking, heavy breathing, biting her nails, and all. “What are we going to do….Kirill…what the hell are we going to do?”
I didn’t answer…I couldn't answer. I was still trying to think. My mind didn’t shut them out; I felt as though I didn’t have that luxury. So instead, I just tried to think. Viktor walked over to her and pulled her in a tight hug while whispering soothing words in her ears. It didn’t work because the next thing I knew, she was yelling, hoisting me from my thoughts.
“Kirill! Are you seriously just going to stand there and do nothing? We need
