''What if I told you that your bride-to-be has somehow ran away?'' Dimitri appears from the door, his hand gripping tightly onto his phone as he looks at me with slight worry—causing my eyes to wander across his face in search for lies.
Just as I'm about to speak up, he has already burst out into laughters before entering the room and closing the door behind him. ''You, nugget. You should've seen the look on your face. Can we do that again because I need to record it?'' He raises his jet black phone up with a wide grin plastered on his face, clearly enjoying my reaction.