Facing Natalia's sudden apology, Angelina was at a loss.
Besides, she had already put this matter behind her—at least on the surface...
Now that Natalia had brought it up again, her expression dimmed slightly. Forcing a smile, she said, "Why bring this up again? Didn't we already agree? Neither of us owes the other anything. As long as... as long as Misha is willing to accept it, then there's no problem."
Natalia shook her head and said frankly:
"No. Forgiveness is your business, but apologizing is mine.
Of course, I haven't been obsessing over it all this time. What happened has happened, and there's no way to undo it. We can only look ahead.
The reason I'm apologizing today is that we may not have many chances to meet in the future.
I'm worried I won't get another chance to say it..."
Angelina was startled and hurriedly asked, "What happened? Where are you going?"
Indeed, judging by Natalia's expression and listening to what she was saying, it almost sounded as though something bad was about to happen...
"It's nothing. It's just... I'm going to work in Kyiv. You'll be in Simferopol while I'll be in Kyiv, so we won't have many chances to see each other." Natalia smiled as she explained.
Only then did Angelina let out a sigh of relief. She did not want anything to happen to her good friend, even if that friend had done something to wrong her...
Somewhat saddened, she said, "Well, congratulations on your promotion, then.
Sometimes I wonder what exactly we're all so busy with...
Forget it, let's not talk about such depressing things. You're going to Kyiv this time, so you must be getting promoted again, right?"
Natalia nodded. "Yes. I'm being transferred to serve as Deputy Prosecutor General. Once Yanukovych wins