Strangers

Katya

I dreaded today.

Having managed to keep all thoughts of Ferrara to the barest minimum and thrown myself into work and my son for a week, I couldn't get out of seeing Ferrara this afternoon.

It was the first day of the school counseling session as a result of the show a certain someone had thought it would be wise to put on.

I sucked in a deep breath as the car came to a halt in the school parking lot, watching as Kyrian stepped out and waited in front of the car.

What if Ferrara chose not to come at all?

For the first time, he had actually respected my wishes and made no move to contact me, limiting his visit to the living room and Christopher's bedroom.

When I ran into him at The Cabinet meeting, he had given me a curt nod and proceeded with heading the meeting.

It was my choice, my wishes.

I should be happy that he was finally respecting them, yet, all I felt was a chain around my neck, tugging me towards him, slowly.

My fingers were clamped in anticipation, shaking in tremor