Chapter 43

NATASHA

I strode out of my room with my iPad in hand. I’ve been inside since the day dawned, scrutinizing my designs for the last time before forwarding them to PrimRose, a fashion company that I will be working with for a period of two months.

I found my mother sprawled on the couch watching TV as usual. That has been her routine since we came to Paris, but I didn’t complain. Not like she had anywhere to go, besides it was better than seeing her with a glass of wine every damn minute.

“I booked us flights for tomorrow” I told her as my eyes strained on the iPad screen.

“Are we going somewhere?”

“Yes. Back to the US”

She sat up abruptly, “Why? Didn’t we agree to stay until the scandal dies down?”

“Yes. That was my initial plan. But don’t you think it’s lame and stupid? Shouldn’t I be beside the man I claim to love when he needs me the most? I’m surprised you didn’t talk me out of running away” I rolled my eyes at her.

“Now it’s my fault?”

“Isn’t it obvious? You are my mother,