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This chapter is in Adrian's POV, so yeah...

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Okay. I'm going now.

I walked briskly down the hall, straight to Belikov's room.

I knocked loudly on his door and he opened it.

"Ivashkov. What do you want?" he muttered.

"Look, just let me in, Dimitri," I said. Saying his first name would throw him off, and I knew it. His eyes flashed. Anger? No. Something else I couldn't quite place.

I sat down on the corner of his bed. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned on the wall, glaring at me. I ignored the evil eye he was giving me and jumped to the questioning.

"How have you been, Dimitri?" I asked him. He looked slightly startled and blinked.

"I've been fine," he lied.

I shook my head slowly. "Be honest. Don't make me use compulsion on you to make you tell me the truth."

He inhaled sharply, clearly annoyed at being caught.

"Fine. I've been miserable, really," he answered honestly.

"Oh, and why is that?" I asked.

He glared at me again, but answered, nevertheless.

"Rose." He rubbed the back of his neck and continued to explain. "Without her, it's been difficult. Utter agony. Excruciatingly painful. Knowing she's waiting for me to come back to her doesn't make anything any easier."

He looked straight into my eyes. "I wish she would move on and love you completely, Adrian. You are good for her."

I was a little miffed by what he said, but didn't dare show it.

"If you know she's waiting for you, why don't you just go back to her and give her what she wants? What you want?" I said.

He looks away, and finally meets my eyes again.

"Do you have any idea what I did to her in Siberia, Adrian?"

I shook my head. Even Rose hadn't told me. I vaguely remembered the dream I had when there was a bite at her jugular on her neck.

"I captured her when she tried to kill me and then... then I kept her as my own personal blood whore. Rose, Adrian! Rose! How I was so callous, beats me." His voice drops and he whispers. "How she can forgive me after all the horrible things I did to her, I have no idea."

I was shocked into a temporary silence, but found my voice moments later.

"Dimitri, she forgave you because she is utterly and truly in love with you. How you cannot accept that you are her one and only love slips my mind."

He looked to the ground.

"I cannot, Adrian. I love her. I will always love her. But after what I've done, I can't!" he said loudly.

I shook my head again.

"Open your eyes, Belikov."

He raised his head to fix yet another glare on me.

"She loves you and you love her. It's quite simple. Don't make this mistake, or you'll both be lost forever," I told him. I got off the bed and began to make my way to the door when he spoke again.

"The guilt that shrouds me is unbearable. I cannot, and will not, drag Rose into it, too. Please, Adrian. Please understand this," he said.

I looked at him once more and then swiftly left the room.

Dimitri Belikov would have another visitor within the week.

Christian Ozera.

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