Getting me in the front door completely changes my entire demeanor. I revert to scared and wide-eyed, cowering behind him, grabbing his upper arm with a death-like grip as he leads the way. I’ve no idea how Sylvana will react, seeing as she has been like my surrogate second mom, or maybe third, for years. Suddenly it’s too terrifying that she may not approve of this because I know she genuinely liked Natasha.

“I think you’re cutting off the blood supply, baby.” He nods at my ...