It had been expected. It was no surprise to you when Vladimir came bursting into the house, obviously paranoid. He quickly informed you that he got ratted out by one of his men and the military was hot on his trail. He stopped for a moment, his breathing still heavy, and he gently cupped your cheeks in his hands. He stood close, his body trembling yet his touch remaining gentle.

“дорогой… please run away with me. I know things will change… but I couldn’t bare leaving you behind.”