I barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Arlo's words again, he wanted to meet me, not us just me alone, I kept wondering why. If Konstantin had nothing to hide, why wouldn't he speak to both of us? Arlo was his grandson. If anything, he should have been the person in that room with me.
But Konstantin had specifically asked for me and that made me nervous. By morning, I'd already changed my mind about going at least three times. I was standing in front of the mirror when there was a knock on my door. “Come in.” I said not even minding who was there. Arlo walked in.
His eyes went straight to me. “You're going.” Arlo said not a question, just said, I nodded. “You don't have to.” He said again. “I know.” I replied I know I could decide not to go but still curiosity wa
