Victoria's hands were shaking for the first time in her life.She'd reached the safe house. She'd walked through the door that Dominic had told her to walk through. She'd believed that finally, after thirty-five years of building, after years of orchestration, she was going to find someone who understood. Someone who could validate the choices she'd made. Someone who could tell her that sacrificing everything family, connection, humanity itself had actually been worth it.Instead, she found her mother.Anastasia was standing in the center of the room. Not bound. Not restrained. Just standing there in tactical gear, holding a weapon, looking at Victoria like she was finally seeing her daughter for the first time."Hello, Victoria," Anastasia said. Her voice carried something that sounded like grief learning to become rage. "Hello, my daughter who I held for three days before Dimitri took you away. Hello, the child I've been searching for my entire life."Victoria's weapon came up autom
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