Chapter 25

“No. My dad bailed on Mom when I was two, and we haven’t seen him since, and even if he hadn’t…” He shrugged. “I think Mom was happy with it only being the two of us, and I’ve never suffered from not having a sibling. She’s in a care home. She has dementia.” He got a lost look in his eyes. “Most days she doesn’t recognize me. She can talk about me, remembers stuff about me growing up, but she doesn’t know it’s me she’s talking to.”

Dimitri nodded. His parents had died in a car accident when he’d been twenty-two, Irina had been twenty-six. It had been hard, but it had brought them closer.

“I miss her.”

He reached over and put a hand on Elian’s thigh. “I’m sorry.”

He shrugged. “What can you do?”

Dimitri shook his head. He had no idea.

Ten minutes later, he stopped in front of Elian’s building, but Elian didn’t move. After a few seconds, he turned to Dimitri. “So…toothbrush?”

“I have spare ones if you want to keep one at my place and one here.”