Chapter 26: The letters

Two days later, I am having breakfast by myself with Bolt by my side, Dimitri went out very early, I ignore where he is and today is Margaret’s day off so that means I get to be alone for the day. While I eat, I think of the day Dimitri and I kissed and the way it made me feel. Just thinking about it makes my heart race. He hasn’t kissed me again since that day, I sometimes feel like I want to kiss him but I am too shy to make a move. I would be mortified if my husband rejected me. There must be a reason for him not to have kissed me again after all these days; maybe it’s because I am a bad kisser, or maybe, and this is the possibility that torments me the most, he is comparing me to the way Tatiana used to kiss him and I’m just not good enough. Maybe he prefers to keep the memory of the kisses he shared with his late girlfriend than to kiss me again.

After breakfast I wander around the house, I go upstairs and I enter the empty r