[Kallistar, Akasha.]
"So, you are getting engaged?"
Aimar's voice, which oddly sounded like a mocking, made me look up.
He stood on the bench, holding a cold coffee.
"Yeah." I replied quietly. "With Siersha."
"Remind me, what number of relation is this?" He asked, his voice snappy. "Because some fucking whore of a man is getting too many of them."
"Ugh, go kill yourself." I grumbled, leaning on the bench. "And why the fuck are you standing on it?"
Aimar quickly got down and sat right beside me. "Are you for real, man?"
"About what?"
"This is what, your fourth relation?" He asked, looking at me. "Can't you settle with one?"
"I don't want your 'one girl for life' physiology now." I replied, waving my hand. "Just go away."
He remained quiet for a while before he mumbled in a low voice. "Christina… wouldn't have liked it."
I turned my head slowly, glaring at Aimar. "Don't bring her into this."
