Later at night, while sleeping, I feel Theo's hands around my waist disappear. I turn over to his side to see him dressing up. I wonder where he is going this late.

'Theo, is something wrong?" I ask, sitting up on the bed.

'Yes, but don't worry about it. Go back to sleep. I will be back soon," He says and pecks my forehead before he walks out.

I wonder what could be wrong to make Theo leave the house this late at night. I don't go back to sleep as he asked and wait for him ...