Mikhail
A WEEK LATER
I know what Maria thought the day I hurried away from her bedside and out the door. She thought I was on the hunt for Zakhar. Not that day, but I continue to hunt him. In the middle of the night, when she's asleep, I leave our bed and go out in the night, searching for him.
She may be able to forgive her father, but I will never.
He almost took her away from me. He nearly took the future away from me.
My hate for him has morphed into something that cannot be reasoned with. How cruel it is that I can't control the intensity of my feelings for either Maria or her father.
I turn on my heels to find Maria and Nina Orlov, the wedding planner, staring at me wide-eyed. I realize then I've been pacing the gallery floor. We agreed to meet Nina at the Tatiana Gallery uptow
