Theo's family had a villa in Italy. A big 18th-century villa with a luxurious peach garden and a tile pool. The corridors of the house were wide and decked in expensive wood. Spacious living room with a piano, a kitchen with vintage brass cookware, and an infinite number of bedrooms. It was gorgeous.

Usually, he picked one or two of his friends to bring with him, just so his parents wouldn't smother him with attention and constant nagging. A bit more rarely, he would bring someone he was currently dating. Or casually sleeping with. Summers in Italy were warm and sunny, perfect weather for all kinds of things.

This summer, the honour of being Theodore's partner was yours. You got here three days ago and have already managed to get used to the slow lifestyle of the people here. Theo's family was nice, if a bit overbearing.

"I'm going for a swim. Want to come?" Theodore appeared in the doorway of the guest bedroom his family gave you. Yes, separate bedrooms. His family was... perceptive.

You also noticed that Theo was being unusually close and clingy. Maybe it was just the absence of his loud friend group and school work, or maybe he was getting a bit more attached than he would like to admit.