Cristina
“Go ahead!” I said to the boy holding one of the paintings that decorated the publishing house.
I looked around, realizing that I'm losing everything little by little, all because of that damn Mikhail. I'm no longer heir to anything, my father had the terrible idea of asking Mikhail for favors and, unable to pay him back, he had to give his shares to him, making him even richer.
I was sorting out some items to sell, as they might be worth something, because what Mikhail gave me doesn't even cover a month's expenses. I don't know what I'm going to do when he finds out he's not the father, then I'll be completely lost.
“Sorry for the delay, my love, I came to pick you up for lunch.” Jonathan was my long-time boyfriend, but we haven't met openly since I started a relationship
