Theodore rubbed his eyes and sat up, noticing it was still dark outside. He groggily smiled at Phoebe and said, "Phoebe, it''s not even dawn. Come back to bed." Phoebe''s face was tense, her brows furrowed.


    She stared at Theodore for a few seconds before turning and walking to the couch.@@novelbin@@


    Theodore watched her cold back, his smile fading. For days now, Phoebe had been avoiding him.


    When she was asleep, she would nestle in his arms, relying on himpletely.


    But once awake, she turned cold and wouldn''t even look at him. She hated him that much.


    Theodore got out of bed, picked up her slippers, and walked over. cing them beside the couch, he knelt beside her.


    The sky was on the verge of dawn, a time that often evoked feelings of vulnerability. Theodore looked at Phoebe and softly asked, "Phoebe, what do you really want?" Phoebe hugged her knees and buried her face in them, ignoring his rare show of humility.


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