Chapter Seventeen

Dmitri

Felicity giggled furiously once Dmitri had finished telling her the story of when his youngest brother accidentally left the lid off of his pet toads enclosure and the toad hopped it's way into their sisters' room, making her scream the whole place down. "Our father was furious, however our mother thought it was very amusing," Dmitri finished.

Felicity's wonderful laughter slowed to a stop. "Was your father always like that?"

Dmitri nodded. "Father was never loved as a child, was never shown love, as a result, he was never affectionate towards my siblings or me, never told us he loved us, never held us or comforted us when we cried - but he protected us with passionate fierceness, never allowed anyone to hurt us, so even though he'd never shown us that he loved us, we knew he loved us more than anything. Besides, our mother smothered us with enough love for two so it was not all that bad.