Afternoon.
His office, Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
Lydia had been alone since breakfast when Theodore stood up after she was done, dropped a kiss on my head and left for work. The office is at home.
She has been feeling uncomfortable since and she doesn't even feel like doing anything but see him. She left her library where she had been spacing out since to go find him.
She peeked in his office. "Theodore?" she whispered
Theodore's attention leaves the stationery in front of him, his sky blue eyes rising to meet hers "Yes, Gooseberry" he held a smile in his eyes.
She stepped inside, turned, and locked the door, making his muscles clench in anticipation. What is she doing? She remained facing the wooden door so he called her name. "Lydia?"
She swerved facing me "Are you by any chance angry, Husband?" she mumbled, her eyes on the wall behind him.
"No" his calm voice meets her.
