Chapter 20: The Return
Katrina Kuznetsov’s POV The feeling of having this heat and warmth that was flowing onto my body was soothing and it was calming. I don’t know what to say about it but I know that I was home. Our vision of having in the dining hall of Reid’s estate was something that was nothing compared to what I saw now. I was in my home, back in Russia. My dad was groaning as he was laying on the ground. I was looking for Conall but he was nowhere to be found. I don’t know what to say as I was searching for him. “Conall? Conall? Conall?!” I shouted as I was searching around the estate. No sign of him. My dad was coughing as I was tying him up to the chair as I don’t want him to get any ideas of escaping and getting out of the estate without having justice served at him. I called the police and st
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