Dimitri's POV
Three days passed in relative peace at the safe house, and I almost let myself believe we'd actually escaped and could be assured now,
But boy was I wrong.
“Come here,” I said over to Blair, who was seated on the other side of the couch with a book in hand.
The past three days were more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. When I was with Blair, everything else disappeared. We cooked together, cleaned, told stories, and talked about the future. It felt like no time had gone by at all.
I sure as hell didn't want to change this for anything in the world.
I wanted to keep being this way for a long, long time, but even though I didn't want to admit it, I knew it was rather far-fetched.
There was no word from Father, and everything was a little too calm and quiet.
