THEO

My eyes locked on the guy standing at the doorway. Tall, a firm stance, a flat expression fitted into his face like stone. He didn’t move, didn’t speak. Just stood there, like he owned even the air we were breathing.

I glanced back at Naeva. The moment I saw her expression, I knew, I could tell she knew him. Her eyes sharpened, her whole body went tense, like a string pulled too tight. Whoever this guy was, he wasn’t a stranger to her. But whatever he meant to her, it didn't seem ...