Natalia’s POV
We moved back into the main house that same night. It was one of the few buildings still standing on the estate, although the roof had a hole in it and half of the windows on the main floor were shattered. But it had walls and beds and a door that locked, which was more than most people had right now, so I wasn’t complaining.
Besides, with everyone back, I was sure we would be able to get things in order in no time.
That night, Andrei barely slept. He came to bed late, claiming that he had work to do but that he would be up soon. I woke up several times during the night to find his side of the bed empty. The clock ticked later and later, and he never came to bed like he said he would.
After the third time waking up to find his pillow still untouched and cold, I grew worr
