21
Lucas
Yulia is silent and withdrawn as she makes us breakfast, and I have no doubt she’s thinking about him—the man who holds her heart. She’s probably wondering what’s going to happen to him, beating herself up with the knowledge that she inadvertently betrayed him. I want to grab her and order her to put him out of her thoughts, but that would just make things worse. If she realizes I know about him, she might plead for his life, and I don’t want that.
I’m going to kill the fucker no matter what, and I don’t want her unnecessarily upset.
As it is, there’s no sign of yesterday’s joyous smile, no jokes or laughter as she moves about the kitchen, performing her task. With the fork incident fresh in my mind, I keep an extra-careful eye on her, making sure she doesn’t conceal anything
