“Don’t argue. I’ve decided. Mark will accompany you everywhere. That’s it. If you start showing off, he’ll use force. Even handcuffs, if needed. Clear?”
— I’m going to my best friend’s funeral right now, and I don’t need guard dogs!
—Veronika, he’s going with you! That’s it.
—In this outfit?
—Don’t worry, Veronika Valeryevna!
A quiet voice—one that makes everything inside start to vibrate.
— I’ll change.
It seems he’s laughing at me. Or maybe it’s the scar giving his face that slightly mocking expression.
— Will you also change your mug? — I snap, spin around, and rush to my room.