Quietly, Dimitri approached me and made me sit on the couch in front of him. Thereafter, he held out a spoon full of rice in my direction, and declared, “I will heal it ... the wound.”
I rested my head on his shoulder as I wept for my brazen fate. Dimitri then placed a comforting kiss on my cheek, and spoke, “Don’t you see that he doesn’t care for you? He doesn’t remember you? Why do you have to spend your tears on that man. It’s a waste!”
“B ... But, he’s my mate,” I argued.
The man gave me a pitiful glare as he spoke, “Your mate who’s betrothed to someone else.”
“How do you know?” My mouth was opened up and eyes brimming with tears.
Contemplating my predicament, Dimitri explained, “It’s on the front page of every newspaper. He’s soon going to tie the knot with the daughter of anot
