TamaraThe driver doesn't speak on the way to the airport, which suits me perfectly.I need the silence to process what I've just done.I actually did it.I got out.The city lights blur past the window, each one taking me further from the man who's torn my world apart. Further from the twisted love that's been slowly destroying me from the inside out. The evening air seeps through the taxi's windows, carrying the scent of freedom and fear in equal measure."Terminal 2, yes?" the driver confirms again in heavily accented English."Yes." My voice sounds foreign to my own ears— hollow, determined.Just a few more hours and I'll be gone.Vanished.Free.But even as I think it, I know Sergei will come for me. Men like him don't let go of what they consider theirs. And God help me, despite everything, part of me still belongs to him.The part that's been slowly killing me.The taxi slows as we approach the airport, and my stomach drops. "I'm sorry, miss," the driver says, pulling to the cu
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