Yelena || Damn Dictator

"Why would you tell her?"

"I had to."

Rudy released a sigh of disappointment and uttered, "You didn't want to tell your children— who, by the way, deserve to know— but you told your sister.

"Excuse me, mister. You can't talk to my sister like that." Yelena snapped her fingers to get Rudy's attention. "Do you have any idea how much she has suffered from being a single mother?"

"The people in our neighbourhood used to call her whore, slut, and so many bad names because she was a single mother. You weren't there for her, remember that!"

"Yelena…!" Elena violently whispered. "Stop it!"

"Why should I? He is abusing you and you are letting him do it!"

"He wasn't talking about that. It's a different matter, which is between us. It's a married couple's matter, so don't butt in."

"I will!"

"Let her speak. I also want to know what she has gone through and the people responsible for it."

"I don't need your permission to do it. I will do—"