Ellinor didnât bite on Sophiaâs subtle probing as her gaze once again fixed on the child nestled in Sophiaâs arms. The childâs face was obscured by a mask, making it impossible for her to discern his features.
âHow old is your little one?â Ellinor asked.
Sophia replied, âOur little Tristan just turned two this year.â
Two years oldâ¦
Ellinorâs gaze never wavered from the small face hidden behind the Batman mask.
While the mask hid his entire face, his eyes were exposed. They were a pair of deep, radiant eyes.
Upon realizing he was being watched, the child stared back at Ellinor, tilting his head slightly in what looked like curiosity. He was adorable.
Seeing Ellinor and Tristan lock eyes made a fleeting hint of caution cross Sophiaâs face.
Intentionally, she placed her hand between Tristan and Ellinor. âTristan, have you chosen a balloon yet? We need to hurry; your dad is waiting for us at the diner. We canât keep him waiting too long.â
The little boy looked up at the balloons, ultimately choosing one shaped like a dinosaur.
After quickly paying, Sophia bid Ellinor farewell. âEllinor, we must be going. If we cross paths again, Iâll treat you to lunch.â
Ellinor watched her calmly, neither nodding nor saying goodbye..
Sophia carried her son into their black SUV and drove off, quickly disappearing from sight.
Ellinor stood still, looking in the direction they had left. The image of the little boyâs eyes, however, was imprinted in her mind.
Those eyes were so familiarâ¦
A hand waved in front of her face. âAlright, stop staring. Theyâre long gone.â
Ellinor came back to reality and gave Bartlett a cold glance. âIf you have nothing better to do, you can leave too.â
Bartlett frowned. âHow can I leave? I donât have a car.â
Ellinor showed no sympathy. âWhose fault is it that you donât have a car? Didnât you insist on getting a lift from us?â
Bartlett shrugged. âIf I hadnât, would you have given me a ride? We agreed to take the kids to the park, and I just wanted to tag along.â
Ellinor couldnât hide her disdain. âI never agreed to anything. Mr. Rex, you just assumed.â
Bartlett sighed. âSo, I just read too much into things, then?â
âI didnât say that, but youâre definitely overthinking.â
Ellinor ignored him. Her gaze was fixed on the preschool entrance, waiting for Veronica to bring out the three children.
Suddenly, Bartlett whispered in her ear. âEllinor, you should learn from Sophia.â
Ellinor frowned. âLearn what from her?â
âLearn from her attitude towards starting a new life. Look at her; even though she didnât get the love she wanted, sheâs still able to open her heart to new people. She got married and had a child. Sheâs happy! You should be more open-minded and think about yourself more. Donât get hung up over one thing.â
Ellinor knew that this guy would eventually bring up this topic. âBartlett, if you have nothing better to do, go home and eat. Donât lecture people here. Do you know how annoying you can be?â
Bartlett shrugged. âAlright, alright, Iâll stop talking if thatâs what you want. Iâll just quietly accompany you and the kids to the park.â
Ellinor ignored him and walked towards the preschool gate. Through it, she could see Veronica leading out the two little ones, with Baber trailing behind them with his backpack.
âMommy!â
âMommy!â
Ellinor walked over and squatted down to pat the little onesâ heads.
âDid you listen to your teacher today?â
âYes!â
âYes!â
The little ones had just started preschool and were still adjusting.