I blink away tears, frustrated that they’ve formed at all. It’s not like this ever could have become permanent. It was one long, surreal dream, and I’m lucky that it lasted as long as it did.I stumble toward the line of cars in front of the palace, hoping that none of the arriving guests notices ...
I peer out the window, hunting for Number 18. It doesn’t help that every villa on this street looks identical, right down to the high gates and the guardhouses. I drum my fingers against the wheel. There’s no need to be nervous. I just need to talk to Natalia, that’s all, and tell her it’s nothin...