Lvivjanka

     The sound of heels making their to the meeting room echoed in the hall. Yekaterina brushed her platinum hair back as her hand slowly ran against the cool metal of the door handle. She gave a heavy sigh as she pushed open the large doors and stepped in. The room silenced as she spotted the  man she needed, Arthur Kirkland.       "Hey Ukraine." The room then greeted, she gave a small smile and made her way up to the blonde man. She gave a cool sigh as her eyes met his.       "Arthur, there's something I've been meaning to get off of my chest." Her eyes widened as the words flow