Celeste's POV
It was midnight when I felt Theodore's movement. Upon opening my eyes I saw him sitting on the bed while breathing heavily. His shoulders move up and down as if he came from a long run.
I caressed his and tried calming him down but all he did is to look straight into my eyes.
"Why? What's wrong?" I curiously asked but he remained to stare at me after a while he looked away and let out a deep sigh.
After a few seconds, Theodore looked at me again as if he is trying to remember something.
"Have we met before?" he asked which made my forehead crease.
"What do you mean?" I asked with my voice laced with curiosity.
After a while, he let out a deep sigh and then shook his head.
"Nothing," he responded then get off his bed and stepped out of the room leaving me all confused.
