Rebel Boy. Part 1: Hell Without Rebel Girl [Completed]

Prologue

“Hello, Katrin,” he says to me with a slight, almost imperceptible smile. His voice is low, filled with the confidence I once adored in him.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, unable to understand how he got here. My mind refuses to work, and my heart is pounding so hard I can barely hear my own words.

“I came to take what’s mine,” a stubborn yet caring fire glimmers in his eyes.

“And what’s yours here?” I still don’t understand why he is here, what has changed.

“My Rebel Girl and our daughter.”

These words make my heart literally tighten, and I feel tears, heavy and bitter, begin to well up in my eyes. He has really come for me? How did he find out I live here? Could Vi really have told him? I asked him not to! And what should I say to Maxim now? Will he have time to listen, or, like in my dream, won’t even want to hear me?

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