Chapter 15
Guilia
We arrived at the park a few minutes after he reminded me of his stance and I was filled with regret for pushing on to come along with them. I’d heard about third wheels in stories and cringed in disbelief about how true it could be, but now, I seemed to play the role so well as Vladimir didn’t spare me as little as a glance.
My heart sank, bitterness forming a still pool in my stomach. Once more, I had to remind myself that I came here for my son and no one else and while at it, I could have some fun on my own.
As we walked across the play area to the little shed where we’d get ourselves registered, I took note of how Vladimir captured our son’s little hands in his. Dalian tried to match his pace even if it was slow as a snail and Vladimir was making a conscious effo
