YELENA

“Oh, your wife is here?” Livia’s voice dripped with fake surprise, like she just noticed me for the first time. I wiped my face with trembling hands, trying to calm the wild chaos in my chest, but my stomach twisted anyway.

“Y-Yes,” Tristan said, a small, controlled smile on his lips. “But she’s already on her way. I’ll see her through… I’m coming back, you hear?” His hand lingered near my waist as if to steady me, but I shoved it away and ran.

“Yelena, ...