“Yes,” I say, because making a decision right now is just too hard. “He did.”
She grabs my hand and stares down at my empty left fingers. “Without a ring?”
I bite my bottom lip. “He had a ring; it just didn’t fit. He’s going to get it resized.”
“That’s a metaphor if I’ve ever heard one.” She lets go of my hand, but only to lock onto my upper arm and drag me even closer. “This is exactly why we need Ravil, June! He can save us from this. You don’t want to go down this road. I know you don’t.”
She’s wrong about so many things. She’s wrong that we need Ravil. She’s wrong that Ravil could ever stop Kolya from doing exactly what he wants.
But most of all, she’s wrong about the very last thing she said.
I do want to go down this road with Kolya. I want everything he’s sworn he’ll never be
