It had been five days since Yulia had been told the apparent truth about Perin’s boyfriend and Lance. During this time she had vacillated between belief and scepticism, sometimes several times a day, and still hadn’t managed to make up her mind about it. The problem was that it was just so unbelievable.
Things had been strange between her and Rowan too. Rowan had been pleasant and chatty as usual, but they hadn’t really spoken about what they were going to do now. Yulia knew that she needed to think about what she was going to do next; if she was going to stay living with Rowan or if she needed to leave.
She had been granted residency, the notice of her approval landing on the doormat with little ceremony two days after Rowan’s revelations, and she had a
