I looked to the court thinking we may never see them again. I would not smell that distinctive smell of Adrian's cigarrettes, or talks with Lissa, or sarcastic and funny conversations with Christian, but what really would miss would be Dimitri.
After what he told me in the Church, I knew I could not stay longer here. I knew he was going through a difficult stage but what I had to say was very important, although not mentioning it would not let me. So I went to Russia, to find my reason for living, my daughter almost fifteen months, Abigail.
I still can not believe that I had with me since I was a kid, I was taught that two dhampirs can not have children together. Apparently, being blessed by the shadows I changed my cell structure and I guess that's why I can have children with a dhampir.
- Are you ready? - Mikhail asked me, helping me up the luggage on the plane.
- Yes, do not worry, I'll call when I arrive.
We said goodbye with a hug and he got off the plane. I lowered the window blind because I wanted to see what he left behind. Once arrived in Russia, I would visit Oksana to help me get rid of the link.
When I got off the plane, I saw Abigail with her grandmother and aunts, mothers and sisters of Dimitri. My baby looked so much like her father that made me want to mourn. Olena had a sad smile on his face; I called her and told her everything that had happened in court. Abigail jumped out of the arms of his grandmother and came running to greet me.
- Mommy! - She said as I picked it up in my arms.
-Hey baby! How have you been?
- Great! Granny Olena taught me to make lemon cakes. You want me to make you one?
- Sure honey.
- When daddy comes to see us? He doesn't come with you?
- Honey, what about go home and talk it over there?
- Okay mommy.
As we drove, Abigail fell asleep in my arms. Nobody was watching me and I used to sneak inside Lissa's head.