Mark stiffened.
“Of course. Just a normal family dinner,” he replied too quickly.
Victor didn’t argue.
He observed.
The cold apartment.
The thin sweater.
The trembling hands.
THE QUESTION THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING
He walked toward my daughter.
“Alina,” he said gently, “can we step outside for a minute? We need to talk.”
No pressure.
No accusation.
Just an invitation.
Alina looked at her husband.
