Nora sat up abruptly, her heart pounding as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn't her home. It was Demitri's house!
Her brows furrowed as she tried to piece together how she had ended up here. Pressing a hand to her temple as the memories from the last night flooded in her head.
Her breath caught as she covered her mouth in shock. She had blamed Demitri for everything—lashed out at him unfairly.
Her fingers brushed against her cheeks. She sighed, shaking her head. "How am I even supposed to look at him?" she murmured to herself.
She knew she had to apologize. But would he even be willing to forgive her after the way she had accused him of not being able to make any friends?
Just then, a soft knock echoed from the door.
Nora's heart skipped a beat. She quickly got out of bed, hesitating for only a moment before opening the door.
There stood Demitri with a soft expression lingering on his face.
