Nikolai Sokolv and his now husband were living the best life they could possibly wish for. A happy marriage,a great lifestyle and now even a daughter. However in the middle of all the happiness and joy Nikolai became slightly oblivios to the amount...
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It had been quite a normal day which should have been alarming for me considering the bullshit that I deal with every day however it wasn't. It felt just calm but not in the nice meaning.
Not calm as in the meaning of cozy days with family and friends out of trouble that make you feel warm and joyful and have a lot of people smiling for a variety of reasons.
No. This calm was different. It was bone-chilling. It gave you the idea that something big is going to happen but fails to give you any clues as to what or when.
Just from the vibe this morning I knew that something was going to happen. I was just waiting for it to burst. And it did.
It was a calm day. No sudden attacks. No suspicious movements. No nothing. That was until a thin,dressed in all-black figure appeared in our cameras. She was holding something...no someone... Oh my God she was holding Luna...
That view was enough to bring me to my feet with my best man waiting for the tiniest warning of danger and got out. I made sure to surround the figure before making my presence known to it.
Then I realized that she was a girl. A quite timid one actually. Slim,toned body covered by hues of black, long black hair and two colored eyes very similar to her eyes. No....it couldn't be her...it has been years of searching relentlessly for at least a single record of what had happened to her,of her wellbeing or even the fact that she was alive or not but nothing...we reached nothing....and now looking at her face I can more clearly see her resemblance on both sides of her family.....
This is Aleksandra...this is Sasha....the youngest on both sides of her family and definitely the most spoiled on either of them ....the one that I was supposed to protect and shield from this cruel world but failed to do so...Sasha....
My God had she grown. And the resemblance is uncanny. She glares through my soul with an intensity that would have most of the people shivering but not me. To me the stare is a very harsh flashback from the time when Sokolov was her age. She carries herself with an elegance that can only be inherited from Rai Sokolov and Astrid King,both very respected ladies.
