Then she walks out the door with my child.
The moment the door closes behind her, I feel loneliness engulf me. I feel my fear more acutely than ever before.
But I don’t give in to the shivers clawing through my body.
I start pacing and I make it only three steps before I hear the sound of approaching footsteps… running footsteps.
I conceal the dagger in my jeans and stand to face the door just as it bursts open.
I’m hoping to see Artem, but I see two armed guards instead. Their faces are tinged with sweat and panic.
One guard gestures to me. “Come with us.”
They don’t have control of the situation, and I can see that immediately. Neither one even seems to notice that I’m apparently in this room alone and unguarded.
They just nudge me forward with their guns. These cruel men are wor
