Chapter 107

  Gianna

  Dmitry's brows knit together.

  "No, you're not." His hand cups my face, his expression softening the second his thumb catches another tear. "You're crying."

  Instinctively, I touch my cheeks and as sure as hell they're wet.

  "I…" I let out a shaky laugh. "I guess I'm still not over wha...

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