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After a few moments, I took a deep breath and went on, “My father suddenly got up, saying there was an emergency in the city. He mentioned a valued client had been found dead in his apartment, and my dad was owed a lot of money. That was all he said before rushing out, leaving me stuck miles from home with a stranger who, despite looking friendly, made me feel… uneasy.”

I stayed silent for a moment, knowing I couldn’t avoid the inevitable. Gathering my courage, I knew I had to finish and tell him everything.

"I felt awful, so I asked him for a ride home. But he insistedI lie down for a bit first, saying he’d take me back later." I took a deep breath, rubbing the back of my neck to ease the tension. "I felt like I might pass out any second, so I collapsed on his sofa while he went to get me some water. And then… I either fell asleep or blacked out. I’m not sure…"

I looked up to meet his eyes, reading his thoughts without any effort. It felt like I could see right into his soul, and I knew he got exactly what I was about to say.

“I blinked my eyes open, feeling disoriented and feverish, as if a heavy weight pressed down on me. My dress was hiked up to my stomach, and my underwear was nowhere to be found, with Sadiek…” I shook my head, fighting against the flood of images rushing back into my mind, and inhaled deeply again.

Come on, Caia. You can do it.

I continued, “I tried to fight back, to scream, to push himout, but I had no strength. I couldn’t even move a finger, and my voice was gone. All I could do was cry, and cry, and cry until I passed out again. But not before I h-heard him s-say..., ‘I’m gonna fuck you so fucking hard, Caia. Your papa is the best for letting me have your pussy.’”

That was it. All my darkest secrets were laid bare before him.

He knew my deepest vulnerabilities, the parts of me I’d rather hide away in shame.

Maybe he was even questioning whether marrying me was a mistake, wondering if he’d thrown his time away.

As my thoughts spiraled and the silence grew heavy, Alexsei wiped away a tear that escaped from my eye with a tenderness that felt almost out of place. He lifted my chin with a gentle touch and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. I was caught off guard, letting out a shaky breath as more tears streamed down my face.

“Oh,moya solnyshka…” Alexsei said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

I sighed as he pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. I finally let go, allowing myself to cry in his arms. My arms tightened around him, and my tears soaked his bare chest, but I didn’t care. In that moment, all I needed was to feel less... alone.

Chapter

Thirty-One

“Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.”

?Charles Dickens

Caia

I counted the pills and made sure not to forget the box of strawberry milk we always bring for patients with more than three pills—it helps them take their meds more easily.

Heading over to room 174, I knocked softly on the door and found my patient snoozing. Checking my watch, it was 3:45 PM. Mister Vienov usually didn’t nap at this time.

Still, I walked to his bedside to check the monitor readings. Once I confirmed everything was fine, I planned to head back to the nurses' station. I mentally noted to wake him up in fifteen minutes for hismeds.

"Back already?" Valeria asked, pouring herself a cup of hot black coffee.

"Yep. He’s sleeping. Gosh, I wish I could sneak in a nap too," I yawned. "I’m exhausted."

She chuckled, bringing her cup to her lips, her eyes twinkling mischievously, never leaving mine.

I arched an eyebrow. "What?"

"Exhausted from all the steamy sex with your drop-dead-gorgeous hubby?" she teased, a playful smirk on her lips.

A blush crept onto my cheeks as I shook my head vigorously. "I'm not... having sex with him, Valeria!"

She rolled her eyes dramatically.

"I swear! I don’t... want him! I don’t care about him! You’re the only one who thinks he's attractive, by the way. I?—"

Her eyes widened as she peered behind me. "Oh, hi, Alexsei!"

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