As for Leonardo, he really did not give up.At first, he sent things every day. Dolls, limited edition Minion figures, a bike, expensive learning tablets, piano lessons, summer camp vouchers. I did not want to accept them, but Sofia said very seriously, "Mom, this is what Leonardo owes me. He owed me before."I paused. Then I agreed. We took the gifts, but Sofia never called Leonardo "Daddy." Every time Leonardo visited, Sofia would nod politely and say, "Hello, Uncle Leonardo."Leonardo's face would pale each time, but he never dared correct Sofia. Not anymore.Before, it was me and Sofia chasing Leonardo. Asking when he would come home. Asking if he could spend time with Sofia. Asking if he even loved us. Now it was the other way around. He chased us. But we did not look back.On holidays, we traveled. We saw snow in Hokkaido, surfed in Malibu, toured castles in Europe. Leonardo somehow got our itinerary and followed at a distance. At the airport, he sat a few gates away. At the hote
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