“Okay, I’m telling Dad. There must be something he can do to annul the marriage.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“Are you f*****g serious? You are twenty-one and he expects you to raise his kid!”
“Lower your voice. He never said that, and believe me, he doesn’t need me to raise his daughter. He’s doing that amazingly well himself. And I like Lena. She’s a great kid.”
“Bianca . . .”
“How is Father dearest doing? Mikhail stabbed him pretty hard, I hope his hand isn’t too damaged.”
Milene looks at me with horror in her eyes. “Your husband did that?”
“Father hit me again yesterday when I came to get my stuff. Mikhail wasn’t pleased with that.” I smile when I remember the look on my father’s face as he stared at the letter opener lodged into his palm. “It was very exciting to watch.”
“Okay,
