Nìkolai walked into the closet, seeing my emotional state. He pressed my clothes into my suitcase and grabbed more items, stuffing them inside. He left the closet and came back with my laptop, putting it in my suitcase before he zipped it up.
“Come on principessa, we have to go.” His voice was soft as I cried out.
“How could you do this? How could you send them away from me?!” His eyes soften before he looked away.
“It’s the only way to keep them alive principessa. One day you’ll understand once the grief and anger isn’t clouding your judgement.” I shook my head at his words, not wanting to hear them.
My family would be safe with me.
They are safe with me!
“Their blood will be on your hands!” I yelled with tears streaming down my face.
“So be it.” He was firm with his decisio
