“Call back your dogs, Umars. I won’t do anything bad. To anyone.”
— “Firefly…” — a hoarse, low voice that drove her mad.
— “Tamerlan…” — his fiancée squeaks, frightened, and covers her mouth with her palm as she meets his gaze.
— “I came to congratulate you, Tamerlan. I wish you many long happy years of life together. And I also want to give you something… I didn’t think I could love and hate like this.”
He promised her the whole world—yet he marries someone else. And she—she carries his child, but he doesn’t have to know about it right now.