Demyan
I had been staring at Ethan's message the entire morning with complete bafflement. I was not sure if he was stupid or simply that daft.
Eth
I'm really sorry about last night. Let me make it up to you with breakfast before I go. I booked a private spot for us downstairs by the hotel. Meet me at 8am, I'm really sorry Demy. I love you.
It was like everything I had said to him had gone into one ear and exited the other or maybe it had not even gone in at all, just simply repelled. I felt like ignoring him and going to a restaurant down the street but then wasn't this what I had always asked him to do. To give me his precious time and put me as his priority.
He could have also been doing this just to brainwash me further but I did not want to go for the negatives right then. Maybe I had to try to be positive. If Malia could find it in her heart to forgive me then surely I could find it in my heart to just hear him out.
