I tell my brothers everything. We have no secrets from one another. But I have no idea how to tell him. . . this. I cannot betray my family, yet I cannot betray the woman that I love.
And yes, Iâll admit that, if only to myself. I love Vera Ivanova. Against all better judgment and knowledge in my head, Iâve fallen in love with this fierce, intense, brilliant, beautiful woman. So I do whatâs become a habit by now: I tell him a half-truth.
I draw in a breath and release it.
I shove my phone in my pocket and release my grip on Vera. She lifts her head from my shoulder.
âDid I do a good job, Daddy?â
I kiss her forehead. âSuch a good job, baby girl. Letâs get dinner.â
Though Irina walked by, nothing seemed off. Sheâd smiled widely, as usual, and reminded me that dinner was approaching. She asked if weâd join them, and when I said yes, she said sheâd see us there.
Still, I feel torn. I have to protect Vera, no matter the cost, even if that means hurting her in the process.
I have to.
We walk hand in hand to the dining hall and are joined by the American at the door. He only gives us a curt nod and walks in ahead of us. Maxim, normally silent and aloof, smiles at Vera. âThat was incredible. Did you tell Markov about your breakthrough today?â
âShe did,â I say warmly, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. âI couldnât be prouder. This is why weâre here.â
âThis is why weâre all here,â Professor Morozov says as he enters and joins us. âToday was a landmark day and calls for a celebration.â
He removes a bottle of chilled wine from his lab coat and opens it.
âI half expected him to serve it in beakers,â Vera says in my ear. I stifle a snort.
âThatâs terrible.â
âOh, honey. Iâve seen worse in a lab, believe you me.â
Here, in these small interludes of normalcy, it almost feels like we could actually make this work. That Vera and I could be a normal couple, unhindered by the restraints and demands of family.
Still, I canât shake the feeling that something is terribly off. Aleks says no one saw anything Irina is acting normally, and Veraâs fellow students are buoyed by their findings today and proud of her. Even Jake begrudgingly toasts her and admits heâs impressed with the progress theyâve made.
âIn honor of today, weâll take this weekend fully off,â Morozov suggests at the end of the meal. âYouâve all worked so hard, some of you even getting a run in before the sun rises.â
His eyes twinkle at us.
Vera looks at him in surprise. âYouâve seen us?â
âOh, yes,â he says with a wink. âAn old man misses nothing.â
âYou two are dedicated,â Sophia says. âI crash at night and donât even think of moving until itâs practically time for our next clinical.â
âAye,â Liam says. âThe days are long and taxing. Iâm thankful for a weekend off.â
âAs am I,â Irina says. âI actually have to step off campus for a bit to attend a benefit this weekend.â
Vera is shit at masking her facial expressions. She looks absolutely terrified.
âDo you?â I ask, reaching for the bottle of wine to refill our glasses. âWe do, too, with Veraâs family. Which will you be attending?â
âOh, I donât remember the name,â she says, shaking her head. âSomeplace near Ostankinsky District. . .â
I breathe out a sigh of relief and give Veraâs leg a reassuring squeeze under the table and a shake of my head. The Ostankinksy District is in the northernmost part of Moscow, nowhere near where weâll be going.
âWill you two need us to arrange transportation?â Morozov asks.
I shake my head. âThank you, no. Iâve already done so.â
Irina smiles. âI think going forward, our students might benefit from having supportive partners with them, donât you think?â she asks Morozov. âItâs such an added bonus.â
They all laugh as dessert comes out, but Iâm not comforted by any of this.
Today, our necks were bared to our enemy.
I have a job to do. A mission to complete. But I canât allow Vera to be hurt on the sidelines.
My time has come.