“Not to me.” She gives me a sad smile. “Cora wants to know you, Ivan. After she was drugged, I was there when she woke up. The first thing she wanted to know is if you were okay. She also wanted to know more about you. She had a lot of questions that I couldn’t answer…” Her voice trails off.
I narrow my eyes. “What did you tell her?”
“I told her my story,” she says, sitting tall. “I told her she needed to ask you about a lot of things, but I told her about myself.”
“f**k, Anya.” I drag a hand through my hair and snap my gaze back to my sister. “You told her about Lev? You told her about the deal?”
She nods. “I told her what you did for us. For me.”
I told Cora from the beginning that our relationship was just a facade. She knew it was going to end. But I never told her why.
I wanted
