ELINA
The atmosphere is so tense that you could cut it with a knife.
Zane watches me closely as I shift uncomfortably in the chair, I don't know why I feel like I am a criminal if I wasn't doing anything wrong, I just wanted to take my babies with me and that is something any mother has the right to do; However, the way it all happened makes me feel as if I am being interrogated by my enemy at this moment and not by my husband.
“I still don't get it, Elina,” he says softly, for the first time since he asked me to talk in his office.
I still have the babies in my arms, they are both sound asleep and I feel my heart calm down a bit having them here with me. When Zane discovered me in their room and asked me to go to his office, I refused to leave them, and he didn't put up a fight.
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