Soooo..... I stop here today but I want to know your thoughts on this chapter. What do you think of Roland's family and Davina's reaction.
It wrenches my heart in a tight grip. My grip on the fork tightens every second. I loathe it, the crippling, undisguised feeling of loneliness and déjà vu with a collaboration with irony slipping down my veins, spreading throughout my body. I did not make a good decision coming to Moscow.
"Are you alright, dear?" Mrs. Dimitri's sweet, fruity voice breaks me out of the humiliating feeling of self-pity and loath, but still, I manage to send a smile to her when I reply, "Everything is alright."
I feel the scorching heat of Rolan's gaze on me, burning my side profile where he stared. His family isn't at all what I stereotyped it to be. It bea
