69
Sara
I catch up with Yulia in the hallway by the bathroom.
“Wait, please,” I tell her as she’s about to walk in. Realizing what I’m saying, I quickly amend, “I mean, don’t wait if you have to go. I’ll be out here, waiting until you’re done.”
She steps away from the bathroom door. “No, please, go ahead. I can go elsewhere. There are plenty of restrooms on this floor.”
“What? Oh, no, I’m fine.” I laugh, realizing she thinks I urgently need the bathroom. “I just wanted to catch you alone for a minute, to apologize about the whole thing in Cyprus.”
Her beautiful face tightens. “There’s no need. It’s all in the past.”
“No, it’s not. I caused a rift between Peter and your husband. I’m truly sorry about that—and about giving you the wrong impression about my relationship with Peter. I n
