Mikhail is leaning his head against the wall his shoulders slumped, Ky looked ready to die, and slid down to the floor next to where he had collapsed the moment Maisie’s mind rebelled Mikhail closes the blinds, shutting everyone in the offices outside from our personal business, He slides his coat off and throws it at the couch, Nikolai has sat beside Kyle, looking equally distressed, his fingers tapping a fast rhythm.
“Talk Kyle I don’t know how long we can keep doing this. It’s been nearly a month.” He drops his head on the table. Kyle mutters his voice heavy “I dunno anymore….everything’s just fuckin bolloxed up. Maisie keeps thinking if she were different or wasn’t a f**k up none of this would have happened. I can feel the guilt from here the few times I gotten close to breaking in he
