Chapter 147 Katerina

• Ruslan clings on tight, even when Yevgeniy backs up into the wall, crushing his own son. Yevgeniy shifts his arms, holding my mother with one around her throat while snatching at Ruslan. He catches the boy's shirt, ripping the cloth. The black crown shines when it's exposed to the light.
• Using both his thumbs, Ruslan digs into his father's face. His knuckles and nails grind in, deep as possible, the liquid squish turning my stomach.
• "Fuck!" Yevgeniy roars, releasing my mother.