Chapter 22 Please Come To The Hospital Immediately!

Celeste's POV

I could smell the liquor on Dmitri, and under it that familiar mint-and-tobacco scent.

"Talk," he growled, his breath hitting my face, hot enough to scare me.

"Talk about what?" I finally lifted my head, my eyes red-rimmed, my voice cold as ice. "What does it matter to you who ...

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