Polina
I followed him further into the penthouse and tried to ignore the knot tightening in my stomach at every glint of the ring on his finger.
Ivan was there, head bowed over paperwork. I sat and Albert got me a glass of water before joining the table, sitting across from me.
"We need to discuss the Kulak celebration and the plan as it stands."
I nodded, forcing a smile. "Of course. What about it?"
I kept my eyes on the documents, trying to focus on the conversation. But my thoughts kept drifting back to the ring. Who was she? What did she have that I didn’t? I could barely concentrate. Albert’s frustration with the situation was palpable, he kept spinning the ring around his finger and working his jaw. Albert’s eyes flicked to his hand for a moment before he forced his gaze bac
