“What kind of clinic was it? Where was it? If she’s sick, she should have told me.”
“I didn’t want to come to you without answers, so after I followed Viviana and Anatoly home, I went back to the clinic. I met with Viviana’s doctor.”
He says it quickly like he’s ripping off a bandage, but the news spreads through me slowly. It’s a toxic swirl of dread and rage that turns my blood cold and pools at the base of my spine. “She would have told me.”
She would have told me, right?
After everything we’ve been through, all the false starts and stops, Viviana wouldn’t keep this from me.
Raoul looks down at the floor. “The doctor didn’t want to tell me, but I threatened her. It wasn’t a nice clinic and it didn’t take much for her to show me Viviana’s charts just to get me out of her face. Her f
