But there’s no trace of anger on his face. No hint of sadness or disappointment. Just a big, grateful smile while he squishes hischeek against Yulian’s leg, Garfield tucked safely in his arms again.
I forgot how simple things can be. How easy kids can make them.
Slowly, Yulian’s hand comes to rest on the top of his head. He’s not used to this, I know. It’s been ages since he’s had a family.
But maybe, this can be the start of another one.
Whether he loves me or not.
Yulian’s penthouse is as huge as I remember. No—bigger. “Did you… renovate?”
“I had a few guest rooms added,” he says like it’s no big deal.
Right. Of course. Who doesn’t add guest rooms to his place like it’s Minecraft?
Eli is already exploring, dashing through the big living room and marveling at the glass walls. “Is
