Chapter 84: Am I Homeless?
Silas’s POV
When I came back with Atlas to Damon’s house, I had already decided—I wasn’t going to stay there. I would grab my luggage and book a hotel until I found a new shooting project.
And as for buying a house... I would think about it more than a hundred times before making that decision again.
I didn’t want something like this to happen to me again, so I had to be careful.
As Atlas and I reached Damon’s house, we saw Theron standing outside the building, holding my luggage. He wasn’t moving at all—like he had turned into a statue.
We hurried toward him. I tried talking to him, but he didn’t respond. He just kept staring at me. And then, all of a sudden, he grabbed my hand.
His sudden movement caught me off guard. What is he doing? Why did he grab my hand?
"What happened to you? Why were you standing like a statue? And let go of my hand right now!" I said, looking at him.
Atlas was also staring at us with a face that clearly said, What are you two doing?
I jerked Theron’s hand off me.
"Aww, that hurts! Why did you slap my hand?" he whined.