Irina is mad at me. Sigh… I didn't even have a choice, and that Duke insisted on staying. Also, he is right, we can't separate. It is uncomfortable for me as I can feel his pain. But, why? Why did he have to stay in my room?
"Get out!" I tried to push him out of my bed. He always sneaks in the middle of the night while I am sleeping.
"I can't," he made a cute face, how shameless! Where is the proud general? Where is the cold man?
"Yes, you can," I pointed at the door waiting for him to get out.
"Ughh! It hurts."
Again, with his act. He touched his chest with distress on his face. He has been at it for a few days and it is getting on my nerves. At first, I was worried but then I noticed his shamelessness.
"I won't fall for it. Get out!"
"Please Lucia, I feel uncomfortable."
