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Theo moves toward me, and I tense No matter how hard I work at it, he always makes me nervous when he’s near

“You wanna put that away?” he says, jerking his chin tothe knife

“Sorry,” I mumble and place it on the counter “Do you want me to make you a sandwich?”

He steps closer, putting him only inches away fro us any mind as she looks down at her phone

I hold ainst mine They feel cold and dry When his hand lands on the side of my ribs, just below my breast, I barely hold back the need to shove him away from me

Thankfully, the contact is only brief He pulls back, and soer? Annoyance? Displeasure? Whatever the look is, it leaves ood way

“I’ll get so back from me

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah I’ll see you later tonight”

“Okay See you tonight”

I turn back to the counter and start working on ain

“Later, sis,” he says after a moment

“Bye”

When I hear his boots o to the table Ella’s watching Theo as he walks away, her expression one of confusion When she turns back atin her eyes

Doubt