Chapter 28

Vladimir

The room fell silent, Guilia picking her nails nervously. It was quite heartwarming that she wanted to see her son again, but I wondered what she felt about her friend, her parents and me. Her responses were in disarray. One minute, her attraction to me glared brightly, the next minute she was frustrated and angry, leaving me exhausted.

“I want to know what he looks like. Do you have a picture of him?” She questioned, anticipation glimmering in her hazel orbs.

“Of course, I do,” I answered, flashing my cell at her.

Quickly, I clicked on my gallery, swiping across the numerous pictures I had of him....