SMITH HOMEIt has been more than two weeks since Diana last saw Theo Smith in the flesh. Her last encounter with him had been at the hospital during the surrogacy procedure. Diana had wandered the house, learned the staff’s names, painted some canvases, and left the sunroom in many colors. Still, Theo watched her every move but unseen.She tried doing findings about Theo, but the staff said little about him. When she asked Carissa if he ever came around or left his room, the older woman replied, “When he’s ready.” She had given up on trying to at least bump into him.It was too early for even the staff to be bustling about. Diana had gotten out of bed craving toast and tea. Her hair was tangled, and she wore an old hoodie and shorts. She padded down the marble hallway barefoot, humming a tune under her breath.Diana froze when she walked into the kitchen. Today was different, as she didn’t expect to find him there.Theo stood near the coffee machine, sleeves rolled up, tie undone, hai
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