Chapter Twenty-Eight

Astrid found Darius sitting with Nikoleta in the dining hall, both of them in a heated argument. “All I'm saying is that I have it all figured out, mum. We're taking it at a slow pace.” Darius said.

“And I understand that, I really do. I didn’t bring them here to rush anything. I just wanted to get some work load off your back about the wedding.” Nikoleta defended.

“You’re supposed to be focusing on your health. If you don't want to continue chemo, it's not fair to either of us.” He said, expertly trying to shift the direction of the conversation.

“I keep telling you that I’m perfectly fine! I don't need it.” She waved it off.

There was silence between them as Nikoleta ate. Astrid took it as her chance to get Darius’ attention. “Darius.” She called.

He turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “Let’s talk in private, please.” She requested.

He got up from his seat and followed Astrid to the garden at the back, where everything that had happened the night before started.

“How's your mum tak