The hot water was sliding down my back, but I couldn't feel it. I stood there, eyes closed, letting the steam fill the small shower stall until I could barely breathe.Bianca had left this morning. She’d kissed my cheek, told me she had "some things to settle" back home, and promised she’d be back before I even missed her. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I was already gone. I wasn't her brother anymore. I was a stranger living in a skin that felt too tight.It hadn't even been a month. Less than four weeks in Montreal with Nikolai Volkov, and I was already breaking. Every time I looked at her, I felt sick because I saw him. And every time I looked at him... I just saw the end of everything I knew.I turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a white towel around my waist. I needed to clear my head. The hotel’s spa was empty this late, and the steam room was calling to me. I needed a place where I couldn't see anything, where the world was just gray mist.I pushed open the
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