Chapter 13

KIRA

Kira could not believe this. Could her aunt and uncle really do this to her? Her expressions must have said so because Dimitri got up and brought an apple from the kitchen.

“Here,” he offered it to Kira.

“I don’t want it,” Kira pulled back and everyone gasped.

“Why not?” Dimitri asked with raised eyebrows.

“I have never liked it,” Kira spoke simply. She knew she was defying Dimitri and it was not an acceptable gesture in this house!

“But you like the smell of it, isn’t it?” Dimitri asked, smelling the apple.

“I always like the smell or aroma of the food, but never the taste,” Kira informed.

“Does it smell like it always does?” Dimitri asked, still offering.

Kira bent closer to the apple and sniffed.

“Yes, the same,” Kira nodded.

Dimitri took a bite of the apple, “It is delicious too, you know. It is a normal apple,” he suggested. “Now take a bite!”

Kira looked around. Everyone was staring at the pair of them with bated breaths. Feeling no other option, she started to t