The Right Daughter

{Harper's POV}

I didn't breathe. I actually forgot how to.

The purse stayed open in my hands, the edge of the notebook still visible, and that name, that name, just sat there like it had every right to exist.

Kira Sokolov.

My brain didn't accept it immediately. It just hovered.

Sokolov.

I frowned slightly, staring harder at the letters like they would rearrange themselves into something less alar