Chapter Twenty-five

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"Thanks, man. I just had to get out of there," Christian said his voice shaking as he and Dimitri walked away from the school. They'd barely made it two blocks when his phone started ringing.

"I don't want to talk to anyone," he said flatly.

Dimitri held out his hand and took the phone. "Lissa," he announced.

Christian shook his head, so Dimitri answered.

"Hi Lissa, Christian's taking some time. I'm going to take him to mine for the night – can you let his family know and smooth things over there?"

"Sure. But is he ok?" Lissa asked breathlessly. Dimitri looked across at his friend.

"Not really, but he will be," Dimitri replied.

The two walked in silence towards Dimitri's part of town. It was a long walk, but Christian needed the time to calm down.

"It's like I'm nothing. His life gets to move on like nothing happened. But something did happen. Me. He's probably right – I probably was better off growing up with Bunic and Bunica. But would it have killed him to stay in touch? Either of them? They didn't just choose to give me away; they chose to forget all about me."

Dimitri looked at Christian sadly. There was nothing to say. From his perspective, Christian was right.

"I'm  sorry about that," Lucas said to Lissa and Rose, running his hand over  his face in the same way Christian did when he was upset

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"I'm sorry about that," Lucas said to Lissa and Rose, running his hand over his face in the same way Christian did when he was upset. "That was stupid of me."

"Yes, it was," Lissa said in a surprising display of temper.

"And you are?" Lucas asked wearily.

"Lissa Dragomir. Christian's girlfriend," she introduced herself, looking none too friendly.

"I'm sorry, Lissa. I didn't think he'd react that way."

"Gee. You just announced to the child you gave up as a newborn and didn't even recognize how proud and excited you are to be having a baby. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that might not go over too well! Even when he asked you why you came back, you said you wanted to see your mother. Your family. You wanted to tell them all about your new wife and your new child. Would it have killed you to pretend to have at least some interest in him?!"

"I am curious about him," Lucas defended. "It's really affected him, hasn't it?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," Lissa snapped. "He's never heard from you or his mother. Mr. and Mrs. Ozera have done a commendable job bringing him up, but he's always felt guilty about being a burden to them."

"Moira's never been in touch?" Lucas asked, sounding surprised.

"Not a word. He used to get Christmas cards from his maternal grandmother, and he and Mrs. Ozera bumped into her once when he was about eight. The cards stopped when he was about fourteen, and he's since learned his grandmother has Alzheimer's and is now living in a home. He's never heard anything from his mother or the rest of her family."

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