Dasha:
Bohdan.
His name means given by God.
He seemed to be.
With a body to rival Adonis, a sharp mind, and the face of an angel. Pity his soul was forged by the devil himself. He was the boy I loved.
He was the boy who broke me.
I never wanted to see him again.
Now--he's back.
Bohdan:
Dasha.
My ballerina, with the red hair and the bluest eyes.
The girl who betrayed me.
The girl who lied to me.
The girl I still see as mine.
Mine to love.
Mine to hate.
Mine to either reap unholy vengeance on, or ply with endless love.
She thinks our story is over.
I say it's only just begun.