“Do you understand the risk of postponing an operation of this magnitude?”
“Yes.”
My voice shakes.
“But I can't wait another eight years. Neither can she.”
“I'll tell Luce. But don't count on it.”
Her tone softens slightly.
“Let's trust that the trail you uncovered finally leads somewhere. Trust the women we've trained, Valentina. If Sandra visited Hades within the last few months, we'll find it.”
The moment my friends return, Elinor seamlessly resumes her role as a*****e attendant.
I don't care what price must be paid.
As long as I get Alexandra back.
I look at the blue garter in my hands and think about how ridiculous tradition can be.
Here I am, standing in an expensive lingerie store, searching for something that matches my “something blue.”
Meanwhile, she remains unclothed
