Bodyguard for a Shrew

“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.