It got me thinking, if cutting our vacation short isnt why she's moody, then what's the reason?
" Wanna talk about it?" I softly coo. She takes one look at me and then back to her hands. Contemplating if it was necessary to let me in.
"You are a Volkov." she said in a tone suggesting i should be able to figure the rest of the story out.
"I am, no doubt. How is that related to what's bothering you?" I questioned.
She heaves a sigh and pauses for some seconds. " Our families are rivals, do you think your parents will welcome me with open arms?" She asked, worried about every single word she uttered.
" I'll handle it bunny, rest your pretty head." I advised with a small smile on my face.
" Now you're going to sweep the matter under the rug, all in the name of handling it?" She snapped.
"I'll handle it Cassandra, don't make me repeat my words bunny." I stated. She swallowed thickly before nodding in understanding.
