Theon
“Sir Theon! Wake up!”
I slightly jolted before looking at the owner of the voice. It was Sheena, holding a cup of coffee, standing in front of me. I gave her a smug smirk while still clutching the magazine in my hand.
I wasn’t sleeping. I was busily re-reading the news and looking at the photos inside the entertainment tabloid Sheena gave me days ago.
It was an article about Mia and her subtle life in Thailand. The gossipy news was written by nonother than Suzy, Sheena’s partner. She managed to get some data about Mia and, most of all, snapped some stolen pictures.
I’ve seen a couple of them. Mia looked like a doting aunt to her nephew and niece the way she took care of them. Like Thea mentioned some time ago, Mia didn’t go back to London. For some reason, she opted to stay
