“Random Tuesday”Maraleona’s POV Thinking back to my father and Dimitri, I thought back to that time. Dimitri’s father had wanted to arrange a marriage that would strengthen their political stand. Dimitri was having none of that. He trashed around, blatantly refused and acted in ways his father could not ignore. The old man was just about to toss the idea into the trash when my own, beloved, father brought up the idea. Me. I would marry Dimitri. At the time, my family name was one to reckon with. We once stood toe to toe with the Bianchi house, exchanging pleasantries, something low level families couldn’t even dream of. But then, my father fell to illness. As he succumbed to the ground, as did our family reputation. The marriage was called off. Dimitri’s father tried his best to look apologetic as I stood before him, still in mourning black, but I could tell it was rehearsed. I was enraged. Whether from his words or my father’s death, I couldn’t exactly pin point it. My hand gr
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