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Chapter 11: He Was Always There to Help Her
Rose H.
"I don't know if I can do it anymore, Dimitri." I said tiredly as I came into my flat, carrying some groceries I'd picked up on my way back home from work.
"What?" He asked sounding confused. His back turned to me as he was making dinner, but there was no mistaking the heartbreak in his voice.
"Oh god no! I meant being around Adrian." I assured him, cursing myself for my poor wording.
"What did he do this time?" He asked, exasperated. His shoulder muscles un-bunched as he realized I wasn't abruptly breaking it off with him.
Ever since the ball two months ago, Adrian had been trying to make up with me, sending me flowers, love letters, and boxes of chocolate – I suppose he really did know the way into a girl's heart. He'd even managed to talk to me a few times through Eddie and Mia, as they were our mutual friends and never knew about the cheating.
But there was no way I was falling for it again, and being around him so much, so soon was slowly grating on my will to stay away.
I thrust the letter into Dimitri's hands; I'd come to allow him to see everything Adrian sent me in a sign of faith:
Rosebud,
I'm begging you – please don't throw away everything we have. What I did was stupid and selfish; we were drunk, and I know that's not an excuse, but cheating on you will be something I regret for the rest of my life. We worked so hard for so long for this. I know I messed up, and that I don't deserve a second chance. But I also know that you're the most forgiving, caring person I know. Rose, if you just let me explain I promise you I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.
Always yours,
Adrian
He looked up from the letter, putting it on the counter, and run a hand down his face tiredly.
"You okay?" I murmured, resting a hand on his bicep. He opened his arms and without a word I stepped into them, welcoming the warmth and burrowing my head into his chest.
Though I knew I shouldn't go back to Adrian as he had cheated on me twice in as many years, it was difficult not to. We had dated for so long – hell, we'd lived together – and I had such strong feelings for him that hadn't quite yet faded. I hoped my love for Adrian would fade soon, because I had even stronger feelings for Dimitri.
My train of thought was cut off when I lifted my head and sniffed delicately.
"Is something burning?" I asked slowly.
"Ah, дерьмо." (shit) He muttered, quickly turning back to the food as I backed up and hopped up onto the counter, trying not to snicker. I sat there a few moments watching him salvage the dinner – thankfully it wasn't too burnt – before speaking again.
"What am I going to do about Adrian?" I asked, letting some of my frustration seep into my tone.
"Let's go to Russia."