VIKTOR
This woman is infuriating. I never cater to anyone else, but I need to make some adjustments if she's going to stay in my life. I don't know if she realizes just how serious I am about us being together. Ever since I first saw her, I knew she was made for me. Tate has his Emily and I have my Elaina.
I'm brought out of my thoughts as she bumps into my back. "Shh!"
Elaina nods hurriedly and looks around the kitchen. I follow, taking stock of the broken glass and bullet holes everywhere. It looks like someone just stood outside the cabin and shot the place up.
The wind blows in, swaying the pale yellow curtains.
I gesture toward it all. "Be careful with the glass, I don't want you to cut your feet."
She stares at the glass riddled counters, lost in thought. Tears spill from her e
