The Woman Who Belonged to Herself
Lena crossed the room. Adrian stayed one step behind.
“Elena,” Diana said warmly.
“Diana.”
Diana turned to her nephew. “You look like your father.”
“So I’ve been told.”
“He would have understood what I built.”
Lena crossed the room. Adrian stayed one step behind.
“Elena,” Diana said warmly.
“Diana.”
Diana turned to her nephew. “You look like your father.”
“So I’ve been told.”
“He would have understood what I built.”