Katerina
When I left the bathroom, Dmitriy was nowhere in sight, but I could hear the sound of muffled weeping coming from the other room. After pulling on the first t-shirt my eyes landed on, I walked to the doorway of the bedroom and glanced out to see Dmitriy hugging a woman while she cried against his chest.
I wasn’t upset to see him hugging her, but I didn’t want to see it go any further, so I sweetly murmured, “Dima, come back to bed. I’m not done with you.”
Right away, Dmitriy glanced back just long enough to rake the length of my body with his eyes, then he hastily shoved the medium blonde woman away while mumbling, “It’s true! I’m with Katerina now! Go away, Svetlana, and don’t come back here again.”
He was quick to slam the door in her face and lock it,
