Chapter 85

Diana’s POV

I threw the wig and took off without wasting a minute.

“Diana! Wait! Is that you?!”

Her voice called out to me as I ran, but I couldn’t afford to see if she was getting closer. Whether she recognized me or not was too risky to confirm. I just need to lose her. The people I ran past stared at us in confusion, steering clear of our path.

“Diana! Hold on!”

I entered the nearest clothing store I could find and hid behind the racks and shelves. But I heard Elena’s voice again. I turned around and there she was, still on my tail. She became more determined when our eyes met. Damn it, she just can’t leave me be!

“Get away from me!” I exclaimed in a Russian accent as I kept walking away from her.

“Wait…” she groaned in frustration as she swerved around the racks to follow me.

“I saw you with my own eyes. You really are Diana!”

“How dare you mistake me for the dead?!” I said as I kept moving.

“I am Irina Morozov-C