Theo’s P.O.V.
When dad asked me to meet him in his study, I knew that he was up to something. I was prepared for him now. He wanted me to fight for my rights over Maggi, then I was way more than ready.
Dinner was very smooth and very silent. I had a habit to talk while eating. I knew it’s a bad habit but what to do. Maggi tried to warn me but I was mesmerized in her dark brown eyes that I didn’t get her hints and got a scolding from dad again. I felt good and homey. It was almost 7 years that we had had even a small normal conversation.
After dinner, I went to the study and found dad sitting there waiting for me.
“You want to talk to me, Dad”, I asked him while entering into the study.
“Sit”, he signalled towards the chair and I nodded in agreement.
I sat down on a
