I pressed my hand over my mouth and cried silently, choking on every sob. But somewhere deep inside, something ignited. Dominic would never protect us. Marina would never stop until Ethan was erased.
In the darkness, I whispered,
“One day… they’ll regret all of this.”
Then my phone lit up.
A name flashed on the screen.
Dimitri Ambramov.
“Hello?” I whispered.
His voice came through low and unwavering, sharp as steel.
“The seven days are nearly over, Vivienne. Prepare yourself. I’m coming to Europe to claim what belongs to me.”
