"What do you think?" Roman smiled cynically at him. "Not even in the slightest bit. I mean, he's a bit okay towards me now, but it's clear we are as distant as we could be. I can count how many times he'd spoken to me with my fingers and it always had to do with you."
"If it didn't involve you, he has nothing to talk to me about." A deep sigh fled from the man and he supported his cheek with his balled fist. "You know, I miss him a lot even though I see him everyday. Sometimes I wish I could get a Time Machine or something to go back in time and be a bit more smarter. Not an idiot that was used by his father.
Adeline stared at him and abruptly reached out her hand to pat his head as if trying to comfort him. "It wasn't your fault. You love Caesar, I know. We both do."
"But you wanna know something too?"
Roman lifted his gaze to her smiley face. "What?"
