I stirred the hot chocolate that is probably cold now. I made it about an hour ago after Dimitri left me with a perplexed mind. I didn't plan on consuming it now, but that doesn't mean that I am going to waste it. I'll probably reheat it and drink it later.
People out there are dying because of hunger, and I don't feel acceptable to drain just like that.
The words he said to me earlier rang in mind again and again, and I struggled not to dwell on what he had declared, but I couldn't help myself. That was something intimate to say to one, and it made me flustered up. How can he say something like that casually, as if he was speaking about the weather?
A small smile graced my lips when I thought of his face again. The way he had grasped my hand to cross the road and how he had picked me u
