Theo looks at you with a cold look in his eyes. His jaw is clenched, and if looks could kill…you’d be dead.

He takes a few steps forward, stopping only a few feet in front of you. His eyes never leave yours, it’s like he’s looking into your soul, trying to intimidate you.

Where have you been? He asks in a stern voice His face is emotionless, but there is a depth of hurt, pain, longing and other unnamed emotions swimming within his eyes