“Fuck off!” is what she says to me, while Nikolai quietly looks at me.

K’s face tells me that she couldn’t believe what I just said. So she squeezes my hand and goes off blabbering something gibberish,

“A, so after all that drama with Seid, and your break up and your fated encounter with Dmitri, and your full obsession of him just some days ago, now you are telling me that you are so over him?”

Then she raises the picture in her hand while saying, “And now you are telling me, that you are in love with this guy in this picture?” her eyebrows raise.

I know K, and...