CHAPTER 54
DIMITRI
Azalea had a blank look on her face, “No—, let's talk here—“ she said.
After I saw the determination in her eyes, “Okay, but not tonight—“ I decided not to push it on her.
I looked around and saw several curious eyes, side glancing or looking directly at us. It’s not the perfect place to talk about serious matters. I wanted her close when I shared about my past and definitely without people overhearing whatever I say. It’s a long-buried pain and sentiment. I wanted to share it with her and no one else.
“Let’s talk some other time,” I said emotionlessly.
Her eyebrows narrowed.
I smiled at her drily, “It’s not that important,” I lied.
“Dimitri—“ It upsets her.
“Don’t look like that. I will tell you, someday soon," I looked at the time on my watch and then said,
