Adrian's new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we'd just established in Palm Springs was about to shatter. Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
Richelle MeadI felt like someone had ripped my heart out and tossed it across the other side of the room. There was a burning, agonizing pain in my chest, and I had no idea how it could ever be filled. It was one thing to accept that I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could.
Richelle MeadHathaway!" Stan barked, coming from the direction of the field. "Nice of you to join us. Get in there now! You're lucky you aren't one of the first ones, " he growled.People were even making bets about whether you'd show. " "Really?" I asked cheerfully. "What kind of odds are there on that? Because I can still change my mind and put down my own bet. Make a little pocket money.
Richelle MeadWhat do you think Dimitri? Is this a good idea, Dimitri? Please give us your blessing so that we can fall down and worship you, Dimitri.
Richelle MeadYou'd be surprised. Besides, they don't even send royal traitors to prison, Rose. Everyone knows that." I scoffed. "Are you insane? Of course they do. What else do you think they do with traitors? Set them free and tell them not to do it again?" "No," said Abe, just before he turned away. "They execute traitors.
Richelle MeadAdrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, youโre the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter youโve been since the day I met you.โ Finally, he put โbeautifulโ at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared. โSweet talker,โ I scoffed. โYou didnโt know anything about me the first time we met.โ โI knew you were beautiful,โ he said. โI just hoped for the rest.
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