He came all this way. Perhaps he had important information. At the very least, he could save me from this conversation.
“I’ll meet with him.”
Half an hour later, I was sitting in one of the side rooms, greeting Ivan. Tea was being served, place on the coffee table before us, but neither of us were drinking it.
“I thought it had been long enough,” Ivan said. “I just wanted to make sure that you and the children were settled. And that you didn’t need… anything.”
He was being diplomatic with his words, but I knew him well enough to know that he arrived here to make sure the kids and I didn’t need a rescue.
“I’m settling in well,” I assured him, telling him subtly that I was okay being here. Coming here was my choice.
He nodded.
That was likely the only reason he had come, and I was gr
