We arrived at the hospital after noon. I told Danielle about my aunt and within minutes she was at Nate's house with Logan to cheer me up. As much as I want to go back to a time when my life was perfect, I can't seem to do it. It seems more like he was hell bent on making me suffer because of the power struggle that doesn't belong to me.I hate what my life has become.I was sitting in a chair waiting in Dr. Kozlov's office for someone to come in and explain to me what was going on. I know there are complications with all surgeries, but fate is being very cruel to me these days. I see several people come in making my heart race."Sorry I'm late," Dr. Kozlov excused himself, and a man and two other women came in with Nathan, Logan and Danielle."What happened to my aunt Francesca?" I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat, he sits down after closing the door."We only enforced Mrs. Rinaldi's last wishes," answers a brown-haired boy. "I'm Ryan Stevenson and I was in charge of performing
I smile and look back at Sasha who looks at me worriedly."Let me see my aunt and say goodbye to her, please," I ask sincerely, pretending to be calm."I had her cremated and you can't, sorry," we stare at each other. "I didn't want us to meet like this."I didn't have the right to say goodbye to her either."It doesn't matter now," I smile half-heartedly. "I'm going to go to the hospital garden for a while. Let me process this and then you and I will talk.""I'll be waiting for you at the morgue. No one's going there," I nod. "Forgive me for making a shit of your life."I shake my head."I've only lived under false pretenses for a long time, Sasha," I reply disappointedly.I open the office door and with the little strength I had left, I went to the garden. I wasn't going to cry, there were still things I had to clear up with him.***I don't know how many minutes or maybe hours had passed. The cold seeped through my body making me titillate. The morgue was the darkest and iciest pla
These last few days for me have been a martyrdom and total madness. My life has taken a 180 degree turn. Nothing is what it seems and no one is who they say they are. Lately I have been questioning whether it was necessary for me to know the truth.Sure, I wanted to know, but I didn't expect my life to be so different from how I was made to look. I don't think anyone in their right mind would believe that their life could have a radical change in the blink of an eye.I can't hide enough because I am in danger. I belong to the witness protection program as a survivor of an attempted murder masterminded by the person who was once my uncle. My older brother is none other than my medical idol. Aleksandr Kozlov is my brother, but he is also the leader of the Russian Mafia and is a deadly enemy of Stefano Rinaldi, leader of the Italian Mafia and who until a few weeks ago, was my adoring uncle.I think it was better to be ignorant of the whole situation."Hello," a sweet voice with an Italia
"So, Nathan, are you going to say something?""I owe it to my country, Natasha," he says, opening his eyes and holding her gaze with mine. "I couldn't tell you who you were, let alone who I was.""It was easy to say it in front of all those people," I look away. "What was the difference between telling me in private and having so many people there?""The difference is that I took orders from General Jhonson and was able to tell you things," I look at him again, this time indignant. "The difference is that Sasha wanted this to happen this way and for you to stop trusting the people who were lying to you.""You are the law. Why are you afraid of him and didn't say anything?" My eyes glaze over. "What about us is also...""I'm not afraid of him, I also wanted you to stop trusting the one who lied to you and about us, it's real," he interrupts me, coming closer to me and putting his calloused hand on my face. "I've been honest with you all this time so please don't doubt how I feel about
Days later.Andrews Air Force Base.Maryland- Southeast Washington DC.Nathan.Natasha and I have been dating for a few weeks now. I've been keeping an eye on her even though I had to come to Washington to brief General Johnson on what's been going on all this time.Mostly it's to inform him about the threat Natasha had from Stefano Rinaldi.Logan and I have been working and thinking about a safe place for her. A place where no Rinaldi henchman will harm her. Danielle, her best friend, has not been doing so well because of the little communication the two of them have.I confess that Natasha is not the same. She is more closed off when it comes to talking. She withdraws and isolates herself in a sea of thoughts that makes it impossible for us to enter.Including me being her boyfriend... honestly, I miss her."Sorry for the delay, guys," excuses General Jhonson. "From what I've been told, there's no turning back now. Stefano knows everything," he looks at us seriously. "Does that incl
A truth that hurts every time.Natasha.You get to a point where sometimes you wish you were somewhere else. In one where no one knows you or maybe, just disappear without a trace. My mind is my most lethal weapon. It's double-edged, what doesn't happen is invented and what does happen is ignored. Being kidnapped and growing up thinking my parents had abandoned me, I don't think it helped my messed up life much.My aunt Francesca always tried to make me different from Stefano's upbringing. I gave her headaches, of course I did. Not because I went from party to party, I think it was my personality that drove her crazy.It is not easy to live with a person who distrusts everyone, who looks for the five legs to the cat, a person that if she does not find logic in things, her brain will not leave her alone. I do not justify myself, but I am like this because of the fear and anguish of my forgotten past, which was shown in parts in my dreams.A life that is alien to me.Maybe my insecuriti
It hurts as much as the first day."I am no one to take away your happiness. The one you truly deserve. Nor do I have the right to make you feel bad. For a moment I thought I could get out of my strange world, but I realized I was dragging you into it. I am no one to do that to you."You are Natasha, a strong and feisty woman," I look into her eyes, he speaks the truth even when they are injected with anger. "You are a beautiful woman who deserves everything wonderful she could ever want."I smile."But I'm not enough and I don't give you the security you need," I shake my head. "It's okay, Nathan. I'm used to things not working out, to things being ruined. I'm used to me messing things up," I open the door. "You're the first person I've told about Stefano's friend. Now you can also feel sorry for me or say I'm lying.""Hey, don't talk like that...""If someday you decide to come back. When you think I've stopped being so selfish to think only of me and you don't see anything positive
Living in a bubble full of lies and betrayal can be painful.She was stolen, deceived and raised by a family that was not hers. She was happy as long as she knew nothing and thought she knew those she was with, but everything changed one night.Exactly a few months before the date that brings her the most pain.At a doctors' congress in Iceland, he meets a Russian man who brings him pain and nostalgia.That happened to Natasha, a beautiful blonde of Russian origins. She has a tragic past that she does not remember and an uncertain present that torments her.Here lies and betrayals are served as the main course of the day.Once, someone told him: "Wolves also dress in sheep's clothing", and as time went by he was able to confirm it.Who will be the big bad wolf in this story?His family?Your uncles and aunts?Your friends?Are they prepared for the end?