Liliana
"Vadim is a friend," I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I slowly turned around to face Anastasia. "He was just checking in on me."
Her eyes were different now. Not the warm, grandmotherly look I saw few minutes ago . They were sharp, calculating, and cold as winter steel.
"A friend who knows enough to ask about my children's records?" She asked, stepping closer. "That's quite an unusual friendship, Liliana."
My heart was pounding so hard I was sure she could hear it. "I was just curious. You mentioned them, and I…"
"You what? Decided to investigate me?" Her voice was bitter. "After everything I've done for you and Mikhail?"
"I'm sorry," I said, backing against the balcony railing. "I was just…"
"You were just what, Liliana? Curious? Concerned?" Her voice was getting s
