"You looked like you were about to keel over just a few moments ago and now you look like you are all fine?"
Celeste didn't mince her words, opting to approach the subject directly.
And so, she squinted her eyes before locking her arms over her chest, all the while giving Theo a stern stare aimed to foretell the consequences he would suffer if he dared to try avoiding the question.
"How?"
Celeste reached out with her hand, her fingers gently landing atop Theo's chest while her eyes drilled holes in his face.
"How?"
Celeste's eyes shone with the light of several emotions. From intense curiosity that bordered the realm of passion, through some sort of a respect, all the way to suspicion and doubt.
All of that encompassed in but a single word.
How?
How did Theo do it?
How did he go from sickly weak to perfectly fine, just slightly sweaty?
How did he do it?!
