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there were times when she was too depressed to even get out of bed. So I washed her, brushed her teeth, fed her like a baby. I loathed Celine but I was bound by my relationship to her.” He paused again, as though to recollect his thoughts. “Fueled by her drinking, her condition got worse. Her parents finally intervened when she tried to kill herself. They sent her to an institution and she’s been in and out of the place ever since. They just showed up one day, packed up her stuff and took her away. They send me all her bills and I pay them off. Sometimes they send me invoices for stuff they’ve bought for her, clothes, jewelry and crap. And I pay it all. I also give them a monthly allowance to take care of her. I haven’t seen her in four years but I know from the bills that she’s been in and out of rehab three times last year.”
“But… why?” Angela whispered.
“Because I feel responsible for what happened to her.” Dimitri looked squarely at her. “After all, I killed my twin sister. How do I know I’m not the reason why Celine took a turn for the worse? Maybe she felt my lack of interest in her. Maybe I drove her to suicide. After all, I was her husband, wasn’t I?”
“Dimitri,” Angela’s eyes pooled with tears as she took his hand. “Dimitri, you’re not responsible for any of it, do you hear me?” Her voice was harsh with emotion. “Not your twin, not Celine. None of these had anything to do with you. Life dealt you a shit hand of cards but that’s it. It has absolutely nothing to do with you.” She repeated. “Why didn’t you tell me about that before?”
“Because I didn’t want to associate you to these memories, Angela,” Dimitri said. “And I was afraid I would lose you if you knew about my past. And about the fact that I’m married. And because… because I just don’t feel good enough for you.” He looked at her, radiating pain in spite of his strong, arrogant demeanor.
“Oh, baby.” She whispered, breaking in a torrent of tears as she held him close, desperately wishing there was some way she could absorb some of his hurt.
“Don’t.” His voice shook as he stroked her hair. “Don’t cry for me, Angela. I don’t deserve it. I’m not worth it.”
“You are.” Angela pressed her lips to his chest. “You are worth everything to me, Dimitri.”
“I never bothered divorcing Celine before because I never thought there would come a day when I would want to spend the rest of my life with someone.” He whispered in her ear. “I’d all but given up on love. But I’ll start the divorce procedures at once, Angie. I already called my lawyer before coming here. He’ll see me first thing tomorrow morning.” Dimitri pulled back.
Angela’s hand flew to her mouth as, in a fluid motion, he sank to his knees in front of her. His caramel eyes blazed with emotion as he took her hand and looked up at her.
“Angela Banner,” Dimitri said quietly. “I know that I’m unworthy of your love. But if there was a chance, any chance at all that you would consider giving us yet another try, would you please consider marrying me? Well, as soon as I’m divorced anyway,” he added with her favorite one-sided grin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small square box. Her heart hammered as he opened it to reveal the most enormous diamond she’d ever seen. It was circled by tiny rubies that sparkled magnificently in the darkened hallway.
“How long have you had this?” She whispered.
“Just now,” he admitted with a small grin. “I called the CEO of Tiffany’s and asked him to open the store for me. What do you say, baby?” He leaned over and
“But… why?” Angela whispered.
“Because I feel responsible for what happened to her.” Dimitri looked squarely at her. “After all, I killed my twin sister. How do I know I’m not the reason why Celine took a turn for the worse? Maybe she felt my lack of interest in her. Maybe I drove her to suicide. After all, I was her husband, wasn’t I?”
“Dimitri,” Angela’s eyes pooled with tears as she took his hand. “Dimitri, you’re not responsible for any of it, do you hear me?” Her voice was harsh with emotion. “Not your twin, not Celine. None of these had anything to do with you. Life dealt you a shit hand of cards but that’s it. It has absolutely nothing to do with you.” She repeated. “Why didn’t you tell me about that before?”
“Because I didn’t want to associate you to these memories, Angela,” Dimitri said. “And I was afraid I would lose you if you knew about my past. And about the fact that I’m married. And because… because I just don’t feel good enough for you.” He looked at her, radiating pain in spite of his strong, arrogant demeanor.
“Oh, baby.” She whispered, breaking in a torrent of tears as she held him close, desperately wishing there was some way she could absorb some of his hurt.
“Don’t.” His voice shook as he stroked her hair. “Don’t cry for me, Angela. I don’t deserve it. I’m not worth it.”
“You are.” Angela pressed her lips to his chest. “You are worth everything to me, Dimitri.”
“I never bothered divorcing Celine before because I never thought there would come a day when I would want to spend the rest of my life with someone.” He whispered in her ear. “I’d all but given up on love. But I’ll start the divorce procedures at once, Angie. I already called my lawyer before coming here. He’ll see me first thing tomorrow morning.” Dimitri pulled back.
Angela’s hand flew to her mouth as, in a fluid motion, he sank to his knees in front of her. His caramel eyes blazed with emotion as he took her hand and looked up at her.
“Angela Banner,” Dimitri said quietly. “I know that I’m unworthy of your love. But if there was a chance, any chance at all that you would consider giving us yet another try, would you please consider marrying me? Well, as soon as I’m divorced anyway,” he added with her favorite one-sided grin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small square box. Her heart hammered as he opened it to reveal the most enormous diamond she’d ever seen. It was circled by tiny rubies that sparkled magnificently in the darkened hallway.
“How long have you had this?” She whispered.
“Just now,” he admitted with a small grin. “I called the CEO of Tiffany’s and asked him to open the store for me. What do you say, baby?” He leaned over and
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