He really is. Mikhail and I haven’t had time to talk about Dante going to boarding school again. We haven’t had time to talk about much of anything except the pregnancy. Considering the nosedive that conversation took, I’m not exactly eager to talk about anything else. But we have to.
When Mikhail first wanted to send Dante away, it was out of a sense of desperation. He wanted to keep him safe. But a lot has changed since then.
Hopefully, he’s had a change of heart. I mean, no one could look at his mop of golden brown hair and bright blue eyes and wish that he was halfway around the world in boarding school, right? I’m sure Mikhail will agree.
Once we talk through the pregnancy, I’ll bring up boarding school.
“Dante?” Mrs. Steinman pops her head into the kitchen. If his tutor is surpri
