“Can’t you speak anymore, or have you suddenly gone dumb?” She yelled with rage. “You seemed really chatty when you were practically throwing yourself at him just now. Who the hell are you to him?” I simply looked at her while she talked. She then noticed us from the balcony. I didn’t have the time or patience to explain why she thought the wrong thing. I shrugged, rolling my eyes at how pitiful this was. “I can assure you that I’m not Dimitri’s little whore, if that’s what you are worried about.” I detested conflicts, especially when they included men. It seemed pointless to fight over a man, that’s all. She snarled at me, “And you expect me to believe that.” This was starting to irritate me. I only ask that you keep out of her way if she is insane and doesn’t trust him. “Believe whatever you want, I don’t care!” I moved down the corridor, giving her a disdainful look, but she followed. I turned to face her as she tugged my hand. She yelled, gazing at me like a mad person. “Stupid hu
