C61 CHAPTER 61
LEILANI.
His hands stopped stroking my back. “Five.”
My heart slowed, as if my veins were filled with icy slush instead of warm blood. I didn’t know if I wanted him to continue his story, even though I was the one who asked him to tell it.
“She was a beautiful child. Russian. Big blue eyes and yellow hair that curled. Like a doll. Like you."
"Oh..."
His lips pursed, his face hard
