Who?

Dimitri

As soon as I walk in through the doors for the second time this night, I am immediately engulfed in a hug. Francesca rushes to me quickly and traps me in a hug which I immediately pull away from. I do not want her touching me. Not even a near-death experience is enough to make me tolerate her touch. She does not seem to get the message though as she reaches and holds my face.

“I am glad you are okay. I was so worried about you." She drawls.

“There is no need for that," I answer monotonously.

“I am so relieved that nothing happened to you. Not a scratch on you." She tries to sound concerned but it sounds differently in my ears. I know she would not order an attack on me but I do know that it is a lie when she said she's relieved that there is no scratch on me especially not with the news I gave her a while ago. She might not want me dead but she would appreciate a broken bone or two. I do not respond to that. I walk in the direction of her father's study and she follows suit