I closed my eyes, so as to not cry in front of Theo. Warmth wrapped around me as his arms held me, I shifted quickly and opened my eyes "what?" he asked looking straight at me, "You said we." He chuckled quietly, a happy but solemn noise, "Me and Lux is who I meant, sorry I should've been more specific." "Oh, where is she?" "Getting your stuff, we thought it would be best if you stayed here with some friends…if that's okay with you." I sat there for a while in his grasp thinking over my choices, A) I could reject Theo's offer and go back to New York and have another piece of me left behind and unfinished, leaving me with another thing I could try to bury in my past unsuccessfully or B) Stay… but what would happen then? I never liked pity, and it was already hard on my own, but maybe that was my problem. It could be nice to have people who understood me and accepted me, plus they had already gone to the trouble of bringing me all the way out to London, and bringing my stuff, so it would be a bit rude though I'm sure they would understand.