Theodore stumbled out of his room, looking flustered. "What’s wrong?"
Isabella glared at him, her eyes brimming with tears. Her shoulders heaved as she struggled to contain her anger. "You’re faking being sick just to avoid school... Do you even understand? **Of all pursuits, studying is paramount!** If you don’t want to be bullied anymore in the future, you must study hard!"
Theodore instantly caved, his sharp peach blossom eyes drooping. "I was wrong."
Isabella’s voice trembled with frustration. "Theodore, I am willing to shield you from storms, but the world is vast, and not all storms can be blocked for you."
"Reflect on this properly."
She angrily grabbed his school bag and slammed the door on her way out.
Theodore pouted. "Why is she so fiery?"
When the door creaked ope
