Monday. Safe House. Arlington, VA.
HALEY WAS HOLDING TIGHT to her professional mask. For some reason the moment it was just Konstantin, Zasha and her she'd felt...sideways? Different. Her insides were wobbling like Jell-O that hadn't set. All because she'd been silly enough to fall for the man she shouldn't. It concerned, and yet she didn't want to change anything.
She was grateful that work had woken her up while the others were still asleep. That had allowed her to get a head start on things like a shower and breakfast, all while wrestling with her own mental state.
While she should be thinking through what she'd read in her email update, instead she was stuck on how she felt about Konstantin, this job, Zasha.
Was love enough?
He clearly felt something for her. Did she want to risk
