I AM PACING. AGAIN.
This time, though, it’s not because of fear or nervousness as usual. It’s because I’m anxious. There’s something pooling in my lower stomach, sitting down there and refusing to move despite already doing its job by making my knees weak.
And that’s all because the whole mansion seems like it’s holding its breath.
The whole building is too quiet, Dmitry has locked himself in his study, and Sergei Orlov has already been locked in the basement per Dmitry’s orders. Kirill, Yuri, and Nico are all nowhere to be found, but I guess they’re all working on trying to decode more secrets, and I love that Nico is doing it with them because he genuinely wants to help. Unlike with Father.
Irina, on the other hand, is seated on the couch I here in the drawing room with her hands cl
