VLADIMIR
"You're going somewhere, Reagan?"
I heard Nonna ask just as we were preparing for the night. I just went outside to get some fresh air as I tried to figure out what my next move would be. I can't stay here for too long, but I can't leave without Taylor.
I know she's Taylor. I can feel it. Judging by her reaction whenever our bodies accidentally touch, I know I still have the same effect on her. And by the way she tries to avoid my eyes whenever I'm staring at her, I know she's hiding something.
"Roque invited me to his house. It's his son's birthday, and they are having a couple of drinks," Reagan answered.
I saw her as soon as I walked inside the house. She was wearing a simple brown dress. It was far from the expensive and elegant gowns she wears at the palace.
"Isn't she
