Chapter 52 53

“Krasavitsa—”

I reach for her, but she jerks away and leaps to her feet. She paces, half-naked, at the foot of the bed, too beautiful to be so angry and so sad.

“I didn’t even know you were okay or if you were leaving. I didn’t get to say, ‘Have a nice trip’ or ‘See you next fall’ or ‘Are you ever...