|| DIMITRI'S POV ||
Sometimes it was painful to tell lies, especially to the people that you loved. Oksana has been suspicious of me these days. Once again, I fed her my lies. I didn't know whether she believed me or not but the whole thing was planned by me from the beginning. I didn't want to go outside of the country but I was helpless too. I didn't want my mother to worry about me anymore.
Three more days have passed since I said goodbye to Oksana. It took ten hours on the flight. When the plane finally landed, I felt a skip in my heart. Five years have passed since I last visited this house. It was never home for me. I barely spent my days here since I hated a disciplined life, forced by my father.
The car stopped in front of the giant castle, earning the attention of the workers.
