Chapter One Hundred and Seven 

Irina's POV 

Something was wrong.

I could feel it the moment Dimitri walked through the door.

His face was pale, drained of all color like someone had pulled the life right out of him. His eyes were distant, and unfocused. Like he had seen a ghost.

"Dimitri?" I called out from the top of the stairs, my voice catching in my throat. "Are you okay?"

He did not answer. He just walked straight to his study. His footsteps were slow and heavy.

I hurried down the stairs to meet him, my hand sliding along the banister to steady myself. "Dimitri, what happened? Is Alexei...?"

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