It was Friday and Cordelia, having no classes, decided to spend her day researching and writing for her thesis at home.
When the door knocked, Cordelia answered it.
“Callum?” Seeing Callum, Cordelia was both surprised and delighted.
Callum snuggled against Cordelia as soon as he saw her. There was a certain affection in his eyes for her that was hard to miss. Equally, Cordelia couldn't hide the fondness she felt for him. She crouched down, leaned her head against Callum's forehead for a moment, tears welling up in her eyes, but Cordelia held them back.
Three years had passed without seeing her son, and she hadn't felt much then. But now that she had spent time with him, she was unable to let go. So, when Ronan asked her to take care of their son, even though she had her doubts, she agreed.
“Callum, where's your dad?” she asked him. Cordelia was worried about the child being in a place where neither of them could see him.
“Dad left me at the stairwell and went downstairs,” Callum replied.
“Okay,” Cordelia glanced towards the stairs, but there was no sign of Ronan. Perhaps Ronan was afraid that if he was there, she'd say no, so he dropped the kid and left.
As soon as they entered the room, Callum noticed the massive bookshelf in Cordelia’s room.
“Callum, would you like something to eat? Or maybe read a book?” Cordelia wasn't used to dealing with children and didn't know what to do.
“Wow, you're rich, Cordelia. So many books,” Callum marveled.
Cordelia chuckled, “Yes, indeed. Does your dad still read often?”
Callum tilted his head and asked Cordelia, “You know my dad loves to read?”
Cordelia felt a tad embarrassed, “I know a little.”
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