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“Yeah, I’ve figured it all out,” he said. “The apartment’s almost transferred. I just need to send the money.”
Anna’s heart dropped. What apartment? What money? What was he doing?
“There’s some risk, sure,” Boris continued, “but what can she do? She doesn’t suspect a thing. She’s quiet, always gives in.”
Those words pierced her like a knife. After all these years of devotion, was this what he thought of her?
Anna stood motionless, devastated, as she listened to Boris scheme about a future—one that didn’t include her.Continue reading…
