SASHA
“Are you saying she hasn’t been taking it regularly?” Was the first thing I heard as soon as my hand touched the door knob. I had just arrived from my very wonderful evening with Nikolai and was about to go into the house.
That was my father’s voice.
Who was ‘she’?
“Yes! There were a few times I went into her room and noticed that she had left the flask untouched. Although by the time I checked her at night, it was empty.” Came my uncle’s voice. That peaked my interest, making me retrieve my hand from the door knob. I looked around and took out my phone, pretending to operate it so no one would suspect I was eavesdropping.
That was certainly me they were talking about.
“My God, Riley. You know I don’t want her to take that shitty thing, but we just have to make sure…” my fathe
