34. Unpleasant surprise in Pskov

Blair

The next day, Dimitri tried to convince me to visit the city, but I refused to leave the comfortable warmth of his apartment heater for even a minute before it was time to go to his parents' town.

We left around six o'clock in the afternoon, and I spent most of the way in silence, just observing the ice-covered landscape while feeling more and more apprehensive about this meeting.

Had I really agreed to come to Russia just to meet my boyfriend's family? What was I thinking?

" You're quiet. What's the matter? " Dimitri looked at me out of the corner of his eye.

" Are you sure I won't be an intruder? It's a family celebration," I sighed.

" Blair, you're not an intruder, you're my girlfriend," he assured me.

" I know, but it's not like we're married.”

" Blair, for all intents and purposes, as long as we're together and it's possible, I want you to be wherever I am. I don't care if we're married or not. But please don't bring up the subject of 'marriage' today, or we won't