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NORA

Seven days.

That’s how long it’s been since I’ve seen or spoken to Viktor.

And, God help me… I miss him.

The kids do, too. They’ve been moping around the penthouse for the last week. Not even the gifts that come daily seem to cheer them up. They’re all smart enough to know when they’re being bribed.

Every time we get another delivery, I want to scream. As thoughtful as his gifts are, they’re