Once we arrived at Rai’s parent's house, a servant ushered us into the living room. Little Rai was now even more comfortable with Damian as he sat on Damian’s lap. Somehow it made me smile yet saddened me at the same time. It showed that he needed a father figure in his life. It puzzled me too at how he seemed to cling to Damian, whom he had only known for two days. He never clung to Cole, whom he had known his whole life. I guessed Damian had a certain aura that appealed to kids.. or could it be because of the close friendship between his dad and uncle?
My thought was disrupted as I heard several footsteps coming toward us.
“Katarina, dear. How are you? You look great.” I heard Rai’s mom’s voice.
I immediately stood up, as did Damian.
“I’m great, Mom. How are you? And thank you for the compliment," I said as I kissed her cheeks.
“Couldn’t be better, dear. And Damian..” She turned her attention to Damian.
