'It's been so nice here,' he choked against her chest. 'Being with Sarah, and grandmother, and— and you,' he admitted reluctantly.
'And Daddy has been living here again, just like he used to.' And—and—I'm not looking forward to going back to school!'
Sophia took a deep breath. 'Hugh
'Don't tell me it's good for me,' she says. He yanked away from her arms, his face tear-stained and pale.
'I wasn't going to,' she said softly, not believing it was possible to reduce him to this state.
'I despise it there. 'I'd like to stay here!'
'Have you discussed it with your father?'
'He's uninterested!' Hugh became enraged. 'He can go back to London and forget about us as soon as I'm back at school and Nanny is back to look after Sarah!'
'He doesn't forget about you, Hugh,' he says.
'Oh no?' he cried Brittly. 'This year, he was in America for my birthday and in Greece for Sarah's!'
