LILLIANA
I remembered the words of Confucius—‘Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves’. I wasn't a philosophical person; neither had I fancied marinating my brain with such thoughts. But there was a slight itch I felt in my stomach as I had felt the day I landed in Chicago.
A feeling of doom.
Viktor's rendezvous only intensified it. It wasn't his visit that surprised me; I was expecting it sooner than later. It was his words that startled me. None of them were questions, but ultimatums carefully cloaked in civilized conversation.
Meanwhile, I didn't come across Dominic ever since the night we shared the unexpected kiss. An inordinate length of time passed by, and if I wasn't wrong, he had no clue of Viktor's visit too. As per my beloved father, Dante's informer said
