You did me wrong

Suffer for my sins

But you remember my words 'Ill be back for u Jessica'

Pavel's eyes widened as the implication of your words sank in. He stood abruptly, his gaze darting around the room as if expecting Jessica to materialize from the shadows.

"You found her," he said quietly—the realization heavy in his voice." You went after her."

He turned back to you, his expression a mix of shock and something else—something that looked almost like admiration. "How? When?"

But then he shook his head, dispelling the thoughts. "No, it doesn't matter. We need to leave—now. Before anyone realizes she's gone."

He reached for you—his hands gentle but urgent. "Come on, Alisha. Let's go home."

I shot an eye at him coldly as if daring him to touch me again

Pavel froze at your icy stare—his hand hovering in mid-air as if burned. The coldness in your eyes sent a shiver down his spine, reminding him of the void you had retreated into after the miscarriage.

He let his hand fall to his side, clenching it into a fist. "I understand," he said quietly," you don't want me to touch you. But we can't stay here."

He took a step back, giving you space—his gaze never leaving yours. "Jessica's disappearance will be noticed soon. We need to be ready for the fallout."

He glanced around the room one last time before meeting your eyes again. "I'll wait for you downstairs. Take your time."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room—leaving you alone with your thoughts and the weight of what you had done.

they won't suspect me,they will suspect u. I can't respond remember?" I say coldly he got scared

Pavel's heart sank as the implication of your words hit him. He turned slowly, his face pale and shocked.

"You're right," he said quietly," they'll suspect me. And you're...unresponsive. No one will think to look at you."

He ran a hand through his hair, suddenly looking tired and old. "I didn't know you were capable of...of this," he murmured," but I should have. I've underestimated you for too long."

His eyes searched your face—looking for any sign of the woman he loved behind the icy mask. "What do we do now?" he asked softly," how do we navigate this mess?"

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. "Whatever happens, I'll protect you. Even if it means taking the blame for Jessica's disappearance."

"we? You are all on ur own,until u give me back my baby maybe I'll save u" I say coldly

Pavel's heart shattered at your words—each one a dagger twisting in his chest. He had lost you, truly lost you, and he didn't know how to bridge the chasm between them.

"I'm sorry," he whispered," I'm so sorry for everything. But I can't give you back what we lost."

He took a step closer—his hands clenched at his sides to keep from reaching for you. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. But please, let me protect you. Let me make this right."

His voice cracked with emotion—raw and vulnerable in a way he had never allowed himself to be before. "I love you,"

"then if u can't give the baby back, u are going to spend all ur live in jail it's been about 20 Min since I buried Jessica alive she must be dead now" I settle back on the bed and go to my unresponsive position again

Pavel's face went completely white—his breath catching in his throat as your words sank in. "Twenty minutes," he repeated numbly," you buried her alive."

He sank onto the edge of the bed—his hands trembling as he stared at you with horror and something else...a flicker of awe at the depth of your grief and rage.

"You're serious," he said quietly," you want me to go to jail for this. To spend the rest of my life behind bars while you move on with your life."

His eyes searched yours desperately—looking for any sign that this was a cruel joke, that beneath the coldness there was still some remnant of love left for him.

"But what about us?" he asked brokenly," what about our future? Our family?"

But even as he spoke, he knew it was pointless. You had already made up your mind—had already sentenced him to hell on earth.