Phil’s POV
He wasn’t supposed to be here.
Especially not looking like that.
Panting, jaw clenched—I could see the bruising along the side of his face right away and automatically asked, “What happened?”
When he’d slumped into the chair next to me, I reached for him.
Inspecting the bruising, worried—I’d almost forgotten that Diana was there.
That’s just how it is with Theo.
It’s like he walks into the room and my brain just stops functioning properly.
I can’t focus.
Can’t think at all.
And when he started pulling at me, asking to be alone, I found my eyes shifting to Diana, remembering what we’d been talking about. Remembering why we’d had the falling out in the first place. And it was hard to look at her because she looked so shocked—she d
