“Did Dima tell him that?” I can’t imagine Dima opening up about his feelings with anyone, let alone his brother, but what do I know.
“Ilyasov is perceptive. And I’m nosy,” she says with a laugh. “I just wanted to ask what happened overnight to change things. I like the two of you together.”
I don’t owe this stranger any explanation, but at the same time, I can’t deny that it is nice to have another woman to talk to.
I used to have Brigitte, but she betrayed me, and we all know how that ended. All things considered, that put a serious damper on my female friendships.
But Vera understands what I’m going through better than anyone. She knows what it’s like to love a violent man.
“Nothing changed. Old problems just resurfaced,” I admit. “It’s the same fight we’ve been having for a while.”
