MILA I was underwater. Floating, drifting, utterly weightless. Everything felt hazy. I couldn’t remember my name, who I was, or how I came to be here. Everything felt distant and quiet. It was almost peaceful. I was vaguely aware of a sound in the distance, someone shouting out over and over,
I tried one more time. “I just want the truth, Felix. I won’t be angry.” He shook his head. “No, Mila. I can’t talk to you about this. It will ruin us. You’ll never look at me the same way.” I touched his cheek with my fingertips, in an effort to soothe his distress. “Nothing could ever change m
MILA I stayed in the hospital for two more days. Every day, they tested my heart and my blood and checked the stitches on my stomach wound. It would apparently leave a nasty scar, but would fully heal in about a month. But between me and Felix… things were tense, to say the least. It was incre
MILA:Felix did not protest the entire time I packed up my belongings to leave.Felix did not protest while I booked my plane ticket.Felix did not protest when I slipped into a taxi in the dead of night, even though I saw him watching me from his bedroom window.I wanted him to say something. I wan
I bit back a snarky comment about Nadine’s typical selfish behavior and fought the urge to roll my eyes.“The attic is fine,” I managed.“Well, come on in,” my mother said, stepping aside so that I could make my way through the doorway. “Your father and sister are in the kitchen. I’m sure they will
FELIXIt had only been three days since Mila left, but each second felt like an eternity.If the sun rose and set, I didn’t notice. All I could focus on was the empty side of the bed and the quiet that filled my apartment. Mrs. Raven and Joseph both tried to distract me from Mila’s absence, but noth
FELIXI decided that if I was going to America, I had to do it right.There was a diplomatic conference happening in a few days near the nation’s capital, and I had been planning to attend even prior to meeting Mila. Several small countries were meeting with legislators from the American Congress to
MILAI had only been at my parents’ house for a week and I already wanted to leave.I was responsible for all of the cleaning, yardwork, grocery shopping, and general errands, while Nadine insisted on ordering food every night instead of letting me cook. I was constantly sore, sweaty, and tired, and