Alexander’s POV
His forehead puckered, Dimitri holds my gaze, scrutinizing as he awaits an answer.
“Are you?” He repeats.
I lock my phone and turn it face down on the table before picking up my glass. “I’ve not changed my mind,” I murmur, fixing the rim in my mouth again.
“Will you?”
My head drones. My jaw tightens. The urge to empty this second glass grips every part of me.
Exhaling deeply, I take one more sip, then put the wine away. “Why would I do that? I said I’m going to marry her, and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do… You can’t miss my wedding.”
He nods half-heartedly, tilting his head to the side as he scratches his temple with a finger. “How’s your relationship with her?”
A short chuckle slips out of me. Glass stem between my fingers, I swirl my wine on the table, while k
