Chapter 534
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“You can’t push me away.” Her voice is low now, flat, the voice of someone stating an unchangeable fact. “I’m your wife. I stay with you.”
The word hits me like a slap. Wife. I don’t know her. I’ve never
seen her before in my life. But she says it like it’s written in stone, like the universe itself has decreed it and I’m the only one too stupid to see.
The front door crashes open.
Gemma stands in the doorway, her laptop clutched to her chest, her face white. She’s breathing hard, like she ran from the car, and her eyes are fixed on the woman in Mikhail’s
grip.
be careful!” Her voice is sharp, urgent. “She has a on–I saw in the footage!”
The woman’s head snaps toward Gemma. The change is instantaneous. Her eyes narrow, her lip curls, and something ugly twists her features. Jealousy. Raw, burning jealousy.
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Her hand disappears into her sleeve. When it comes out, there’s a knife in it–small, sharp, the blade catching the lamplight. She waves it wildly, slashing at the air, at Mikhail’s cane, at the space between us.
I move before I think. My body is between her and Gemma, my arms out, my voice coming from somewhere I don’t recognize.
“No! She’s just a friend! She’s just a friend, okay? She’s not- she’s not anything. She’s just here to help. Please. Please just
The woman laughs. It’s not a human sound. It’s high and
broken and hysterical, a laugh that has been waiting to
very long time.
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by is also yours!” Her eyes fix on Gemma’s belly, and I see
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