Dima
DimaI go down the stairs and turn on the oven, then lean my ass against the counter and stare at the wall. What am I doing?
What in the hell am I doing?
the hellI can’t do this with Natasha.
And yet… I had no choice. Hanging her out to dry would’ve been unconscionable. I’ve already been crueler to her than I can face.
Seeing her broken and knowing I was the one who broke her? That gutted me.
I’ll have to live with that s**t until the day I die.
So yeah, I don’t see any other way around this. I need to put her back together. Try to heal the wounds I’ve inflicted before I set her free.
The guilt over the way I’ve treated Natasha mingles with the guilt I feel over breaking my vow to Alyona.
I’m still yours, I promise her. I’ll always be yours.
I’m still yours, I’ll always be yo
