Some might call Yevgenia's actions foolish. And Yevgenia would humbly accept such criticism. Even a brief thought would reveal that there was a simpler way to drive Raymond—who had dared to engage in a bidding war with none other than 'Princess Martyr…
Continue ReadingLOS 30 “Ah, Anna. Meeting you here again.” It was Albert. He was leaning against the wall of the train, smoking a cigarette. As I approached, Albert crushed the cigarette out in an ashtray. He studied my complexion and spoke. “You look a bit tired.” “I have a…
Continue ReadingLOS 29 I stopped moving and froze right where I was. I recognized this voice. My father was looking for me. What should I do? Should I hide? But there was nowhere to hide in this room. It was just me and a single piano in the narrow space. Soon, he began poun…
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