Viktor just stares at me.“I’m sorry,” I blurt, and immediately feel stupid for doing so. I’m mostly just sorry that I allowedmyself to get so caught up in my physical attraction to Viktor that I could forget what his family isdoing to me. I’m sorry that I lost control and gave him the impression that I am a moony girl who willfall over backwards because his blue eyes smolder when he’s frustrated.
He clears his throat and grabs his coffee, taking a sip. We stand there in an uncomfortable silence
for another second before Viktor breaks it, surprising me further.
“What kinds of toys does Theo like?”“What?”“Toys,” he says, as though I might not know what the word means. “What does he like to play
I blink at him, confused why this would matter.“If he’s g
