1867 The truth (4)

Sarah was wrapping her head around all the information that came her way during the video that Vasily prepared for her.

Vasily's words echoed in her mind, one by one altering the mosaic-like image Sarah had of him, making his features sharper and clearer, despite the tears that clouded her vision.

Somehow, she knew that they don't need to check those folders in order to confirm that Vasily's words were truthful.

It was all in his gaze laced with longing, and his voice filled with pride and concern, and the warmth of his smile that reached his eyes… it all hit straight into her heart and she cursed herself for not seeing it earlier.

Why was she so set on the thought that Vasily is out to get her? How is it possible that she never considered that he has good intentions? Everything he did, she interpreted as malicious… and she was wrong about every single thing.