Her heart pounded in her chest, sweat gathering in her hands. Her desperation grew, and with that, the threads keeping together her composure slowly started to break. Katya took a slow step forwards, eyes starting to water. She was sick and tired of never knowing the secrets everyone else seemed to know. ''You think I didn't deserve to know this? ''Oh, poor Yelena can't handle that''?'' Yelena quoted, continuing her attack. It was the one where everything inside of her was about to shatter into a million pieces. Although intense worry grew in her chest at the look in her wife's eyes. Reluctantly, Natasha did as asked, backing up but staying within earshot. The last thing she wanted was for the two sisters to fight as well. Katya managed to find Natasha's eyes, shaking her head almost invisibly. ''But you kept this from me.'' Her other hand clenched around her phone so tightly that the screen might crack. ''You think I wouldn't find out?! Thought all would be fine if you just didn't tell me?! I thought I could trust you, because she does.'' Angrily, she pointed at Natasha, who had rushed out of the house and crossed the yard. Yelena's fury was a lot, which in turn caused Katya to shrink, to make herself smaller. ''Yelena, let me explain.'' It sounded weak, beaten. Wobbly, Katya stood, feeling so incredibly nauseous that her double-served dinner could come out at any moment. Maybe a part of her had hoped it would come out some other way, without her having to tell Yelena herself. And Katya was surprised to not feel any hatred towards her cousin. Maybe Yelena sensed something in her voice when talking about Katya and she pressured her into telling? Antonia was careful with her words, like any spy. Maybe it had slipped out, but that seemed unlikely. Why this came out now, and why in general, was a mystery. The only other person alive to know this. Katya controlled her own secrets, and Natasha too swore to never talk about this.īut she had forgotten that someone else knew. They only die with people.Īnd that's where the problem lay. And on the very top of her list was this exact topic. God, was she good at blocking things she did not want to deal with. Nobody could ever forget anything as traumatic as that. Ones she wished to unsee, to cut out of her brain.īut she couldn't un-live things, unhear things. Deep in the maze of memories, where the worst ones were stored. Managed to bury the topic somewhere in the deepest and darkest parts of her brain. For almost six years had she managed to keep this secret. ![]() ''I just had a very interesting conversation with your cousin.''Īll blood drained from Katya's face.
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