13. Snowflake.
Katarina.
The next day, before dark, Killian enters the room.
I already have a fork in hand, one that I am all too willing to use against him. If I were to analyze the reactions Killian elicits from me, it would dictate that he evidently steals my sanity. So I embrace that madness he provokes in me and use it as a weapon, lunging forward like a wild beast.
The lithe imbecile catches me in his arms, makes me drop my improvised weapon and holds me, his chest against my back as he whispers very softly in my ear: "Shhh."
New footsteps are heard and then Demyan Ivanov speaks: "Milaya, are you still the same?"
"I told you I would never give up" I say angrily, breathing heavily under Killian's grip.
I hear the dreaded mob boss sigh audibly. His footsteps as he moves rumble
