But then Rudolph was stepping away, the Traitor garb he had not worn for almost a year clutched in his pale hands. "You, too, will be a much sought-after prize. I, at least, have this to buy me time," he told her. "No displays of foolishness, Selena," he commanded in a strong voice. Then, in a much softer, gentler tone, he whispered, “Take care.”
“Be safe and good luck, Rudolph,” she whispered weakly.
“Always, Sel. Always.”
She waved at him, unable to bring herself to form words lest she would collapse into a great sobbing heap, and stared at his retreating form, tears pooling down her pallid cheeks. And then he disappeared into his office, leaving her to stand, posture slack, the yearning on her face both wonderful and terrible to behold. She sobbed silently, burying her face in her quivering hands.
Dmitri sagged against the wall, fighting the urge to vomit even as he knew hot tears were coursing down his face. He had tried so hard to deny it...
His Selena, his beautiful, intelligent, loyal, courageous Selena, was undeniably and deeply in love with the ex-Traitor.
“Be safe and good luck, Rudolph,” she whispered weakly.
“Always, Sel. Always.”
She waved at him, unable to bring herself to form words lest she would collapse into a great sobbing heap, and stared at his retreating form, tears pooling down her pallid cheeks. And then he disappeared into his office, leaving her to stand, posture slack, the yearning on her face both wonderful and terrible to behold. She sobbed silently, burying her face in her quivering hands.
Dmitri sagged against the wall, fighting the urge to vomit even as he knew hot tears were coursing down his face. He had tried so hard to deny it...
His Selena, his beautiful, intelligent, loyal, courageous Selena, was undeniably and deeply in love with the ex-Traitor.