Chapter 11

• George.
• "How could you, George?" she shamelessly complained. "You left me alone in a church, with thousands of journalists humiliating me! All because of this bitch," she pointed at Marina.
• "It was you who naively believed that I would stand idly by while you mocked me, so it was all your fault," I declared. "Did you really think that? That I would accept you mocking me like that? For God's sake, Marlene. Haven't you learned to know me?"