Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven

Irina

Not yet?

I stared at Dimitri, confused.

What did he mean not yet? We were free. We were safe. We were finally away from Alexei and his madness.

"Huh?" I asked, still holding Nikolai close to my chest.

Dimitri looked at me and smiled.

I had not seen that smile in so long.

It was weak and tired but it was real.

"Watch me," he said.

Then he leaned forward and kissed me.

His lips were dry and cracked but I did not care.

I kissed him back desperately, like a woman who had been starving for months. 

Because I had been starving.

For...