Her heart jumped as she recognized Victor’s familiar figure in the audience. She made eye contact with him and sang her next song exclusively for him.
During the break before her last performance, she casually passed by his table and told him to meet her later at the back entrance. Then she settled at a table with some British officers. It was important to be friendly with all of the patrons, while not favoring just one of them – at least not until she’d found herself a steady benefactor again. And even then, the men liked the illusion that Bruni loved all of them.
She swallowed a giggle. If only those fools knew that Brunhilde von Sinnen would never love anyone, because love made a woman weak and vulnerable. And Bruni was neither.
After the show Victor waited for her at the back door a
