Thalia’s POV -
I sent Tommaso to wait in the living room, I wanted to be dressed for the conversation we were about to have.
“I’ll be right back, ok?” I said, he nodded and I tuned away, I quickly lotioned up and threw on some short shorts and an oversized T and some socks and headed to the living room so we could speak, he set on the single couch looking at the art on the wall, while his faces seemed relieved his body was tense.
I hopped on the big sofa and set with my legs crisscross on it and grabbed a throw pillow and hugged it.
I looked at him and he at me, I guess both trying to understand who should start, he then parted “I was worried Thalia, whatever happens you can talk to me, what did you accomplish by disappearing like that?” He said his voice stern but I could hear the hur
