Christian froze as he was about to place Natalia's bag down, his gaze riveting on the small boy who was hugging the legs of his mother. He did call Natalia mommy, right? He thought to himself as he watched a much younger woman come out with a smile plastered on her lips. No, she can't be the mother, there was no resemblance whatsoever. This left...
His gaze lifted and looked at Natalia. She had her head bent down, smiling at the boy hugging her legs. Even from her profile view she seemed pale, and could not meet his gaze.
'I am so sorry, Nat,' the young woman with spectacles apologized as she took the boy's hand in hers. 'You know how it is. He was sitting by the window seat and when he saw you, there was no stopping him.'
Natalia turned with a strained smile to the young woman, 'It
