Читать книгу A Tricky Game - Seraphima Nickolaevna Bogomolova - Страница 12

Angela opens her eyes and reaches out to the heads of pink tulips in the vase on the bedside table. Her fingers touch their delicate petals.

The door swings open.

Kazimir strides in and throws a bouquet of red roses on the bed. Falling out of the bouquet, the crimson flowers fan across the white sheets.

Kazimir comes over and looks at Angela’s bandaged arm.

KAZIMIR

What’s happened?

ANGELA

I’ve no idea.

KAZIMIR

Are you serious?

ANGELA

As serious as I can be.

KAZIMIR

I do not find it funny.

ANGELA

Neither do I.

Kazimir takes Angela’s hand and impresses his lips on it. She winces.

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