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My first thought was mockery. Some silly joke by my mother-in-law. But then I remembered Sergey’s suspicious conversations, which he interrupted whenever I appeared, his recent coldness…
My gaze found Sergey across the hall. He finished his conversation and turned to me. His eyes showed the truth—a stranger with a calculating gleam.
“Just a moment! I’ll just check the restroom!”
Through the service corridor, I ran outside, pulling off my shoes. The gardener raised his eyebrows in surprise but received only a wave in response: “The bride needs some air!”
Outside the gates, I caught a taxi. “Where to?” asked the driver, eyeing the strange passenger. “To the station. Make it quick.” I threw the phone out the window: “The train leaves in half an hour.”
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