I AM GOING TO LOOK FOR DMITRY
I have decided that if I stay back in the bedroom waiting for him, I might not achieve anything. He could probably be working somewhere, unaware that he has a wife who is looking for him, and at the end of the day, the only person who’d be losing someone they care about will be me.
Plus, pacing around for any more minute would just make me go insane because my mind won’t stop conjuring different thoughts.
I pull my robe tighter around my body and tighten the rope, completely covering any visible access to the sleeveless strapped gown underneath it as I close the bedroom door behind me. I look to the left, down the hallway and do the same to the right, deciding that Dmitry wouldn’t be anywhere upstairs.
Then, I make my way downstairs, rushing down the fligh
