What a dreadful day; I can't imagine it could have been any worse if I tried. I’m not sure if I’ve complicated things further with Dimitri or if this is just how he processes his grief. I don’t truly know him, even though I thought we had grown a bit closer. Maybe I was mistaken. With each day that passes, my feelings for him seem to intensify. Is it love? Or is it admiration for all the kindness and care he’s shown? Perhaps I’ve been so starved for love and affection that I’m misinterpreting his actions.
Or maybe the chilly air is just making my mind feel foggy; I should probably head back inside. The last thing I need is to end up sick due to my own foolishness.
"Aurora."
I turn slightly at the sound of his familiar voice calling out to me, and just hearing it sends my stomach into kn
