Oh, her name wasn’t Harmony, and she was holding a pitiful expression. Of course, she had been filled-in on his current state of orphanhood. Fucking fantastic. How pathetic, that even your cup of caramel latte felt sorry for you. He rolled his eyes in annoyance. And that was an automatic switch on her reaction. She sighed with frustration. She mumbled something to herself. Her frustration wasn’t directed at him. She was chastising her failure to be the perfect host she was meant to be. So, he smiled. It wasn’t her fault he was a gloomy prick. Theo held the smile in place until she directed her attention back at him. 