As Phoebe shifted her gaze back to him, her voice took on a cutting edge of sarcasm. "Since you''re not bothered, why are you here interrupting my shopping spree?"


    Theodore responded with a smile so radiant it seemed topete with the brilliance of the summer sun itself. He yfully reached out, gently pulling at the bottom of her shirt. "I wanted to see if you''re still mad at me." "Mad?" Phoebe scoffed mockingly. "I wouldn''t dare. If you''re looking for an argument, I might as well continue my shopping indoors."


    Just as she made to leave, Theodore caught her arm and pulled her back gently. He''d been rough a few days ago and intended to make amends. Like a scene from a teen drama, he hugged her from behind, a tender and romantic gesture to try and calm her.@@novelbin@@


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