(Bella POV)
Because of Miss Stella's condescending remarks about my lover, for some reason I felt uncontrollable to meet him.
He is Dimitri.
The man I really loved all this time, the man who only came because he needed me. But I'm fine with things like that, I'm okay with just being used. I love Dimitri, I want him with all my heart. Even if I look stupid, it doesn't matter if I look stupid. As long as I can be with the man I love.
Early in the morning I met Dimitri who seemed to have not slept all night. I saw him busy smoking and sipping hot tea several times.
Actually, I never dared to bother him when he was in a lot of trouble. I don't know why, but I think that when he's in a lot of trouble he prefers to stay away from the crowd and becomes very aloof.
"Hi, may I have a seat?" I'm still trying to ask him carefully, even though I've known him for a very long time, but I still feel very shy if I have to act arbitrarily.
