Chapter 19 #2
“He held my hand during the ultrasound and spent twenty minutes asking the doctor every medical question I hadn’t thought of yet.
He’s already planning their security, their nursery, and probably their college educations.
” I pause. “He’s terrified and would never admit it, but that just makes me trust him more. ”
Denise smiles with a knowledge I haven’t seen from her before. “My new boyfriend, David, is learning too, or maybe I am. He pays his own way, moves slowly, and hasn’t asked me for a single thing except my company.” She pauses. “I know that sounds like a low bar.”
It does, but I won’t discourage her. “It sounds like a good start.”
“It is.” She reaches across the table and takes my hand. “I’m going to be a grandmother to twins.” Her eyes fill. “I’m going to be the best grandmother, Aurora. I’m going to do better with them than I did with you.”
I swallow hard and squeeze her hand. “You did fine with me, Mom.”
“I did my best. Fine and best aren’t the same thing, and I know that.
” She wipes her eyes with her free hand.
“Are you going to quit your job and stay home with the babies?” She says it with clear envy.
My father was a bum long before he left, and Mom worked at least three jobs from the time I was a few months old until I graduated and started taking care of myself.
“I’m not officially working right now, and I’ll take some time with the babies, but I plan to go back to school. I can try for the next term, but I think the one after is more realistic.”
Her eyes widen. “That’s a wonderful idea. I always hated that you didn’t graduate before you met Dominic and took that job.” Her lips purse, but she manages to sound only positive when she asks, “What will you study?”
I tell her about the hospitality management program, the advising session, and the preliminary credit evaluation.
She listens with an attention I’m not used to from her, asking careful questions about the timeline and how I’ll manage coursework with twins.
The questions are practical and shaped by twenty years of navigating hard logistics alone.
We finish lunch more easily than we have since I was in high school, before the boyfriends and the arguments about my choices.
She asks whether Adrian is serious about me or just powerful enough to make everything look convincing.
I tell her he’s as genuine behind closed doors as he is in public, and the answer seems to convince her, though she reserves the right to judge for herself when she meets him. “I want to meet him soon.”
I nod. “When it’s safe.”
“You keep saying that.” She frowns. “What are you in danger from, exactly?”
“It’s complicated, Mom. I’ll explain everything when I can.”
She watches my face, clearly deciding whether to push. She doesn’t, which is growth, because my mother has historically pushed until something broke. Whatever she sees in my expression tells her the boundary is real, and she respects it.
We walk out together. Denise hugs me at the curb and holds on until I pull away. I watch her get into her car and drive off, and I’m turning toward my own vehicle when I see a man across the street in a dark jacket despite the heat. Average build.
He’s pretending to check his phone, but he’s watching me over the screen, and the angle of his attention is too direct.
He’s the same man from the college campus.
I’m certain of it. He has the same build, same jacket, and same way of standing that looks casual until you notice the stillness underneath it.
The moment he realizes I’ve made him, he turns and walks toward a parked sedan fifteen yards away. He moves quickly, and by the time Arseny starts crossing the street toward him, the sedan is pulling into traffic.
I get in the car. My hands are steady, but my pulse is erratic. I pull out the secure phone and call Adrian directly instead of waiting until I’m home.
He answers on the first ring. “Aurora? What’s wrong?”
“Remember the man from the college campus? I just saw him again outside the restaurant. I’m sure it’s the same person. He was watching me, and he left in a sedan when he realized I spotted him. Arseny tried to reach him, but the car pulled out before he could get close.”
He’s quiet for several seconds. In that silence, I hear every version of Adrian I’ve known collapse into one.
The man who sat beside me in an ultrasound room holding my hand, the man who left a note on my nightstand, the man who killed Dominic in a corridor and looked at me over the body, and the man who told me there’s no limit to what he’ll do.
They’re all the same person, and right now, that person is deciding what happens next.
“Drive straight home.” His voice drops, telling me everything his words don’t. “Don’t stop for anything. I’m calling Fedor now.”
He hangs up, and I hold the phone against my knee as Fedor accelerates onto the highway after a brief conversation with Adrian. The convoy tightens around us, and the SUV behind moves closer.
I look in the side mirror and watch the restaurant disappear.
I’m scared of the man who was watching me, but I’m more frightened by what Adrian will do when he finds out who sent him.
I don’t want him to do anything that drives him deeper into the criminal side of his life, but I also understand his choices now in a way I couldn’t before, because I’d also kill to protect our babies, him, and what we’re building together.