Geneva
Demir is quiet, his expression dark and closed off. He’s been like this ever since I told him the truth about his son. He’s avoiding my eyes most of the time but every time I look at him, he looks like he’s barely containing his anger.
As we drive back to the cabin, that silence is making me unsure and confused and I hate every part of it. I never realised how serious my entire situation actually was until Dzhan got involved in it. I don’t even know the kid, yet I know I won’t let anything happen to him and not just because of his dad. There must be a line to this entire madness that’s been going on my entire life, and I choose to draw it here, with him.
Demir parks in front of the cabin and we silently get out of the SUV. I try to tell myself it doesn’t matter that he’s not bac
