Theo took his chair and served food for himself while Ivy and Joshua accompanied him. Although the silence was awkward, he still found their company pleasant and was glad they had not left him to fend for himself.
Theo still needed assurance that the people he once loved still cared for him and did not abandon him after his deception. With a sigh, he picked up his spoon and ate his pasta. Although it tasted delicious, he was in no mood to appreciate it.
Occasionally, he would turn around to look at Oliver, who was still frozen in his place and sighed again. "I wish Oliver was willing to talk to me. His silence is killing me."
"Dad has gone through a lot. He just needs time to accept and adjust to everything." Ivy's smile slipped and she too looked at her father in concern.
From where she was, she could only see a part of him. Even then, she could feel his shock and distress.
