#Chapter 120: Are We Meant to Report the Truth?

Theo was waiting right outside the door of the photography department, involved in something on his phone but not interrupting my day in any way. When Wendy and I left, Theo followed behind us at a respectful distance. Wendy flashed a glance over her shoulder and crooked a finger at him. “Why don’t you come up here, sweetheart? You can walk with us.” She purred the words, and I rolled my eyes. This was a married woman with children. Why was she drooling over him like I had candies in my purse or something? He got a hangdog look on his face and hurried up to walk with us, but he kept me between himself and Wendy. She kept her gaze locked on him so that I had to watch where we were going and kind of directed her with my shoulder to stop her from stepping on my feet. This continued all the way out the doors of the main building and onto the street. Something about the fresh air seemed to startle her out of her lust, and she looked around. “There’s a great little cafe just up the stre