I didn’t see it coming that Snow would actually know about my past with Damon.
The way she asked... it seed like she knew a lot.
"Since it all happened a long ti ago, I’ve moved on." I answered calmly.
Snow nodded in agreent. "That’s a good way to think. Lingering too long can drain one emotionally. Instead, it’s the brief monts that are more morable."
I didn’t quite get the logic. Brief monts were more morable? Was that really true?
Wasn’t it the other way around? The more ti we invest, the deeper the feelings, and the harder it was to let go.
Snow’s thoughts always baffled sowhat.
And I didn’t really want to discuss Damon with her any further.
So I changed the subject. "Where’s your son?"
"He’s playing gas. I’ve been looking for a school for him, but I don’t know which one is best. And it’s sumr break, so I just let him play." Snow seed to enjoy talking about her son. Every ti I asked her anything, she would answer in detail.
But she never told her son’s full na, just calling him "Leo."
Leo was learning Spanish, but it was not very good. He barely managed to communicate with others. Sotis he was outgoing, sotis he was quiet. His favorite thing was to play gas. Every ti I ca for treatnt, he was always playing gas.
Since he resembled Damon a lot, I’ve always wanted to take a closer look at him, but he stayed in the room most of the ti.
"Have you found his father?" I asked again.
"Not yet. I didn’t have a pleasant breakup with his father. The chances of us reconciling are slim." Snow sighed. "By the way, Ms. Brooks, you’re a local, right? I heard there’s a good elentary school in the city, but it needs so connections to get in. Can you help ?"
I was a bit surprised that Snow would ask for my help.
If I could help, I would. But our relationship didn’t seem to be that close yet.
"Is it inconvenient?" Snow asked directly.
"Alright, I’ll take care of it before school starts." I promised her after a few seconds of thought. This way, I could find out more about Snow and Leo, since admission required personal information.
I was sure I could find a way to get that info. I didn’t believe it was possible for two random people in the world to resemble each other so much.
On hearing that I was willing to help, Snow was very pleased; her voice even lightened up. "Thank you, Ms. Brooks. I owe you one."
I smiled. "Just help get better. And don’t tell anyone about my condition, okay?"
Snow replied, "Of course, I won’t compromise a patient’s privacy. Don’t worry."
After the session, I planned to rest a bit, get dressed, and leave.
However, Snow suddenly received a call. Her tone changed abruptly. She said to , "Ms. Brooks, I have to step out for a bit. Can you look after Leo?"
"How long?" I asked, a bit surprised.
"About an hour or two." Snow frowned; the call seed to have brought so bad news.
I hesitated, but eventually agreed. With my consent, Snow left in a hurry, leaving alone in the living room. Occasionally, I could hear Leo’s voice from his room. After a while, I walked towards the room and knocked on the door.
Leo’s voice ca through. "Mommy, I’ll play for a bit longer, then practice writing."
I said softly, "Snow had to leave for a bit. Leo, are you hungry? I can take you out for sothing to eat."
"I’m not eating. Mommy told not to accept things from strangers." Leo beca cold the mont he heard my voice. He spoke to , "Stay away from my room. I want to keep playing!"
Leo was a bit rude, but I couldn’t help comparing him with Damon. They seed to have similar personalities.
I tried to talk him into it. "Leo, you can’t play anymore. Snow will be mad when she cos back."
"That’s none of your business. You’re not my mommy!" Leo retorted.
"But Snow asked to look after you!" I was a bit angry. Leo was a real handful.
I opened the door to find Leo sitting in front of the computer, with his headphones on and fingers flying over the keyboard.
After seeing barge in, he angrily took off his headphones and pointed at . "Who let you in? Get out, or I’ll call the police!"
After looking at Leo up close, I was taken aback. He was so much like Damon; even the mole on his nose was the sa.
I was dumbstruck, unable to react.
Leo stood up from his chair and tried to push away. I grabbed his hand and blurted out, "Leo, did Snow tell you what your dad’s na is? Tell , I can take you to him."
After hearing that I could take him to his dad, Leo stopped pushing. He looked at , not totally convinced. "Really?"
"Really, just tell his na." I crouched down to his level, asking patiently.
"Mommy never told what my dad’s na is. But she said my dad is very handso and rich," Leo looked at , his eyes full of longing for his father.
A chill ran down my spine. Both conditions matched Damon.
Leo urged . "Take to my dad. A handso and rich man should be easy to find, right?".
Leo’s thinking was pretty naive. He held my hand, seeming unusually friendly.
But could I really help him find his father? Should I really take him to Damon?
"Leo, we’ll find your father later. I need to figure out how to find him first. Once I find a clue, I’ll take you there, okay?" I tried to smile and comfort him.
If Damon really had a child, it would only strengthen my resolve to leave. After all, my mother also wanted to leave.
But Leo didn’t seem to agree. He said unhappily, "You’re lying to . If you can’t take to my dad, then take out to play. I’m bored staying in the hotel."
"Where do you wanna hang out?" I couldn’t help but ask.
"Amusent park. My mama says I’m not in the best shape, so I can’t just fool around. It would be a real pain in the ass if I trip or sothing." Leo got all excited, thinking I was about to give in.
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