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Theo absently rubbed his thigh where the scar from the whole debacle was for a moment as he stood straight A ridiculous habit he wasn't even aware that he was forming, touching the various scars that were forming from the wounds Holly had healed. He walk to the door grateful for the relief from sitting on the floor.

"I am working. I am taking care of my son. I'm not quite sure what else you are looking for." That first week was rough, Theo would admit it freely. Then, Rhys had his reasons to be concerned. Now, well things were to as normal as they could be considering the circumstances. Eventually, the days would pass by easier.

It was never suppose to be like this. He had never intended of falling in love, it was a whim that Theo had asked Holly. He couldn't even remember why he had even bothered other than the fact that he was a bit bored. Perhaps a bit lonely. Somehow he had found himself enjoying this domestic life he had built for himself outside all the other things he had done. To the point that he had almost forgotten about that part of his life altogether.

And now that he knew what this kind of life could be like. How it felt, he was finding it difficult, suffocating even, trying to return to how he lived before.

Theo wasn't sure what his brother was expecting him to do. It wasn't like he was just going to totally give up and spiral out of control. He had suffered extreme physical pain at many various points of his life. He could manage this fine. "You shouldn't be surprised, its not like this is any different than how it was before I married-- before I got married." He sighed looking to his brother before stepping out of the room. "Go back to France, I don't need you here hovering over me."