Mrs. Rodriguez’s eyes lingered on me as we made our way back to the living room. Her calm but knowing gaze caught the little frown on my face.
“Are you okay, dear?” she asked softly, her voice full of concern.
I gave her a small smile, brushing my hair back nervously. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied quickly.”
She nodded, and turned to lead the way. My father and I followed her silently.
We entered the living room quietly. Theo was sitting on a stool, leaning back with his usual smirk. He looked relaxed, but the way his eyes darted to us made me feel uneasy.
Mrs. Rodriguez glanced around, clapping her hands softly to break the silence. Her voice was cheerful, her smile bright. “Alright, let’s do something fun,” she said, looking at all of us.
Theo raised an eyebrow, clearly not amused. “F
