― He understood that I was scared.
“Leonid,” I called because I thought he would go inside his room after we entered the receiving area of the villa. It’s better to talk about it here instead of outside. We don’t know what could be lurking in the dark, waiting for a secret.
Instead, he stopped in the middle of the room. On our side are the sofa and coffee table. He inclined his head to it. That look on his face that screams business. He wanted us to talk about it like a serious business deal.
I shook my head, no.
"I won't tell your parents," he said. "I won't do that to you if that's not what you want. I want us to talk about it. Do you know how I felt when I confirmed it? I felt betrayed. Not as a fiance, but as your friend. I thought we understood each other?"
I bit my lower lip but
