DIMITRI'S POV

It was only right that I found Milana to explain things to her. She was soft-hearted, and it hurt me to put her in such a situation.

I found her in her room, staring at a mirror as she wiped off makeup from her face.

"Hey," I knocked before entering.

She looked at me through the mirror and frowned. "I don't want to see you right now."

"Milana, allow me to explain."

She turned back to face me. Her eyes were stained dark from mascara, and her signature glossy lips were smeared all ...