Possessed hearts - стр. 13
I don't know how Fredrik and Misha explained their marriage to the world, after the huge scandal that my brief affair with my younger sister's current spouse caused. Of course, at the time, he was single, single, and had no idea that Misha even existed. But surprisingly, the entire vampire community had accepted Misha and Fredrik's decision quietly. For that reason, the Morgans elders were not surprised by my appearance in the same room where Fredrik was. I had also heard rumours that the Haraldson clan had been very favourable to Misha. Especially Fredrik's parents: they were happy that their "misguided" son had come to his senses and was no longer "wasting his life".
– Well, Prague is not going anywhere. As long as it's still standing, it's as beautiful as ever," I said jokingly. – You're gorgeous, as usual. You look great too, Mr. Morgan.
– I try," Mr. Morgan said modestly. He didn't leave his chair, but he extended his hand to me, and we shook hands. – By the way, we saw one of the pictures you took… I think it was a week ago, dear? – he turned to his wife.
– Yes, yes… We don't buy glossy magazines, but when we saw your name on the cover, we rushed to buy one. And I would like to point out that this magazine is the most popular in Russia. You're doing very well, girl, and we both think you're a very talented photographer," Mrs. Morgan said immediately.
– Thank you… I'm very pleased to hear that. – I'm suddenly a little embarrassed.
What? Maria Mroczek? Confused? I think the last time I felt that kind of embarrassment was in my twenties. But the Morgans' praise was something sublime: what an honour to hear them say it, old-fashioned vampires who still preferred castles to the more comfortable new modern villas!
– But still, please be careful: every year we find it more and more difficult to hide our existence, you know that. I'm afraid that world fame…" my father began in a concerned tone, but I interrupted him:
– I have everything under control, Dad, please don't worry. I know when to stop and go into the shadows.
– Yes. I don't doubt you, Maria. You are a wise woman, almost like your mother," her father replied with a smile.
– I prefer to think of myself as a girl, Papa! – I said with a laugh. – I am too young to be a "wise woman"!
Everyone laughed. Except Fredrik, of course," he smiled, as if to confirm my words. He knows me. Maybe even better than I know myself.
– Hello, brother-in-law," I threw to him, for some reason not wanting to communicate with him at the moment.
Fredrik seemed to feel the same way, for he didn't even give me a hand.
– Hi, Maria," he said in an indifferent tone. – How are you?
– My life brings me nothing but joy," I replied ironically.
A lie. Disgusting. Black.
My life was beautiful. But it all fell apart in an instant. But no one must know about it. It's up to me to forget what torments me so much. How can I do that?
– I'm glad," Fredrik replied briefly.
He is lying too. After all, he doesn't care, not at all.
– But where is Cedric? I want to say a word of greeting to him," I said hastily.
– He's in his room. He said he was tired of the crowd and needed a breath of solitude," Mrs. Morgan answered me. Her eyes flashed strangely, and a bitter smile flickered across her lips for a moment.