Chapter 84

• “But let it wait until tomorrow.” Smiling down at her, he kissed the top of her head. “Shall we have dinner?” But by the end of the night, Andrei’s smile had turned to bewilderment.
• They slept in the same bed, a million miles apart. When Illyra woke up alone the next morning, January 2, she realized two things. Today was her birthday. She was twenty-nine years old.
• And the whole meaning of her life came down to this one choice. Which of the people she loved would she betray? Sitting up in bed, she looked at the gilded clock over the marble fireplace. Over half the time since Viktor’s ultimatum was gone, and she’d done nothing.