A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chater 9 Sierra spun around quickly, startled to see Theo standing behind her. She hadn't even noticed when he'd arrived.

"Uncle Theo, what are you doing here?"

His sharp eyes took in her tear-streaked face and red-rimmed eyes. In a deep, steady voice, he asked, "Who upset you?"

"No one. I just got something in my eye," Sierra stammered, her tone flustered as she hurried to explain.

She raised her hand to wipe her tears, but the motion tugged at her injury, and she gasped sharply in pain. The wound on her arm reopened earlier when Sophie had deliberately squeezed it.

Before she could react, a hand holding a tissue appeared in front of her. Theo had already stepped closer, so close that they stood toe-to-toe. Without a word, he wiped the tears from her face.

Sierra's heart tightened, and her body went rigid. The sudden closeness was overwhelming, and the faint, cool scent of pine on him filled her senses.

Even this gesture—his hand brushing against her skin as he wiped her tears—felt far too intimate.

"Uncle Theo, I can do it myself," she protested softly, taking a small step back.

She reached out to take the tissue from him, but before she could, Theo caught her hand.

"Do you want to lose

fingertips lightly pressed against her wrist, their warmth seeping into

on her swollen eyes and damp lashes. His lips

it Benson

and quickly shook

at least come up with a better excuse. Where would sand

through her clumsy

between her and Benson, especially not with Theo. After all, he was part of the Gray family,

she told him, wouldn't he just end

Theo, this is a private matter. I don't want

if I

took a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between them

of a deep lake untouched by wind. But there was an unshakable pressure beneath it, quiet,

room to retreat. Her wrist was still held securely in Theo's grip, and his tall frame loomed over herm enveloping her completely. It was as though she had been pulled

She had always been careful to maintain boundaries with others, but Theo's deliberate

him "Uncle Theo", the truth was, he

to respond, Sierra hesitated for a moment before forcing herself to remain composed. "Uncle Theo, I respect you as an elder, but don't you