CHAPTER 21
Almost two days had passed, and still no sign of Mikhail, except for a single text informing her that he would be coming home tonight. She couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation, something she hadn't expected. The mix of emotions was overwhelming. How could she miss him after everything that had happened? After the betrayal, the lies, and the fear that had clouded their relationship? He didn't seem cruel like Anatoly, but the sting of his betrayal still lingered. She had almost texted him several times, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, but each time, she held herself back. It wasn't that she didn't want to reach out. It was that she didn't know how. Tabitha glanced at the clock. It was half past eleven, and there was still no sign of him. A knot of unease twisted in
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