A Love Match Made In Heart

pregna

rina whispers to me. "I want

tunned as she

ng it difficult to hear what was being said

e demanded, "What do yo

t?" Babushka asked, her

a." Sana repeated with that c

Because how can she be so re

velina." Irina pointed out, "Because why is s

ted out to Irina, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "

nce of all these people?! Doesn't she know her rep

be so damn

l this?" The strange beau- I mean, Dmitri,

ed to cover up, his voice dripping with desperation. "My daughter hasn

uickly responded, her voice still calm and fa

finitely

oice sharp with anger. "What has gotte

to me," Sana said, shrugging so nonchalantly you would think she was simply just talking about

papa announced, his face tight with anger. "But

proval. They murmured about the disgrace Sana has brought to o

nts before they leave without me," Irina

I gave her a hug. "I'll miss you," she said as she hug

mpty save just Papa, Sana, Babushka and Dmitri, all hell broke loose. The ai

rl?!!! You have just shamed our family in front of those people!

think we can raise our shoulders high in society again? No, Sana, this tarnishes our

guys before, but you just never gave me a listening ea

has dropped t

who's responsible?" Babushka ask

I can't tell you that," Sa

ancy in front of a full crowd and now

pa erupted, his patience weari

I can't tell you," S

ho the father is? What is wrong with you Sana Ivanovitch?!" Bab

but you promised me a wife, and I cannot marry a woman who ca

that I forgot he wa

this matter and you will get your wife," papa responded, his nervousn

his voice laced with icy contempt. "She's carrying another man's c

titute

d make your decision. I'll contact you after

mean? It's not like this is papa's fault a

gh the room. He seemed to have

ling with remorse as tears streamed down her face. "I

this? Why would you do something so stupid an

sorry." Sana whispered, her

own on me, threatening to suffocate m

to Sana and

I said repeatedly as I wrapped her around

substitute bride," I

"Nikolai!" She re

sadness. "This is the CEO of Innovative Artistry Creatio

y. Let it go, call him and

," Papa said, his voice heavy with desperation. He

is go

alked up to me. He kneeled down

n." Papa whispered so softl

she's still but a child

what the hell is

aid to me, "You will b