Arya swallowed as Russo stared her down with the blade to her throat.
She tried to distract him. “You will fail. You will never have me”.
"But I will. And I do. In a couple of seconds, you’ll be free of these monsters that the devil you call your husband has planted in you."
“Big talk for someone who’s trying to kill innocent babies. You are worse than the devil”.
He smiled. “You seem to have a taste in men”, he trailed the tip of the knife on her cheek.
“I didn’t even choose you. You forced yourself into my life.”
“Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?”.
“No. I’ve never had the urge to kill anyone in my life, but you. I’ll personally take care of your murder”, she spat in his face.
She watched as his eyes fell on the blade and his expression changed. He must have seen Bianca.
Just as Bia
