Chapter 41 Sasha
- With some effort, I force myself back to the present.
- I twist my ring and wonder again at how my plot could have fallen apart. I cross one leg over the other, swaying my foot up and down in agitation. But I can't focus. The weight of the ring beckons, as if reminding me of my newfound connection—fake as it is—with Katerina.
- And suddenly, as if summoned by my mind, Katerina bursts into my study.