CHAPTER 52
AZALEA
“So, that’s your decision?!” Bella slowly dumped the flat silver on her plate and crossed her hand below her chest. Her stare was as sharp as a knife, aimed at me.
I forced a bright smile, aware that Bella was starting to lose her patience. Despite her insistence that I should consider giving Dimitri a chance and forgetting about what happened, I mentioned annulment, but I wasn't done talking. She had interrupted my sentence, “Dimitri is complicated—“
And she was doing it again, “He came after you Azah, for heaven's sake. What else do you need? You want him to get down on his knees?” There she lost it, and she gushed like thunder. Several pairs of curious eyes turned to us in this elegant Italian restaurant she chose for us to meet tonight.
I should have said, “—bu
