I looked at my father is utter shock. How did he find out about Dimitri and I? I opened my mother to speak but he stopped me. "Before you even think about speaking, you better tell me the truth. I already have the proof. I just want to hear you say it!"
I stared at him and he threw the yellow piece of paper at me. "This is from Dimitri, is it not?!" My father was practically shaking. I bent down slowly to pick of the paper. I had never seen it before. I opened the now wrinkled, balled up piece of paper.
It read:
"Serena, I will not be able to stop thinking about the incredible night we shared together. You are incredible in every single way. You mind, your heart, body and soul.
Thank you for trusting me with something so intimate. I will not be able to get the taste of your sk
