Nefretiri
They all stare at me, watching me walk from the truck to stand with Ivan. He wraps his arm protectively around me, pulling me close. The gesture turns Ricky's already murderous look into something demonic, and his eyes focused on where Ivan's hand was touching me. Did this man know that he still terrified me? More than once, I woke up in a pool of sweat because I saw him destroying everything I loved in my dreams. Did he know the man holding me now cradled me and softly soothed my fears on those nights? No, I can't imagine he knows any of that.
