" That didn't go well, " his fiancée said sadly as the elevator doors closed behind them. Yuri wisely not to chose to reply.
They stood next to each other, close but not touching, the silence between them sharpened by Kathy's aura of dignified sorrow. He was torn between the amusement and fascination at the sight. 'Only Kathryn Ice Rewis', Yuri thought wryly, 'could look like beautiful suffering to Madame Antonia without even crying a single tear'.
Nobody feeling like shit had the right to look as good as his fiancée did. If the other volunteers could see her now, they would no doubt hate her more. Probably even think she was faking it.
But because Yuri know Kathy would rather kill herself than fake anything, he took pity on her and drew her close, murmuring. " Don't let it get to you. "
She didn't answer, staying quiet and still in the circle of his ar
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