Theodore
“That’s not what I meant,” he murmurs, and I tsk, moving closer to him.
“You feel something, then.” I poke, causing his eyes to set onto me. Smiling, I enjoy his eyes changing their color as he studies my face. “What are you doing here? Why did you disappear?”
I hate myself for not being able to stay strong, my heart already racing in my chest because I fear him saying that he wouldn’t feel anything for me.
As if this wasn’t already a given.
He shakes his head. “It’s nothing.”
“Nothing is a big word for a dude drenching in the rain without any reason,” I joke, but he just glares at me.
I bite my tongue, refusing to give him yet another chance to change the subject.
My heart does a somersault when he finally sighs, averting his gaze once again. “Many years ago, I used
