“We’ll be leaving tomorrow,” Theo says as he gets under the covers as we’re heading to bed.
“I can't wait to get back. I miss everyone,” I say, getting under the covers too.
“We’re not going home.”
“Where are we going?”
“It's a surprise.”
“A surprise?” I ask, giddy.
“Yes.”
“Where could we be going that would be a surprise to me? Hmm.”
“You’ll see tomorrow,” he says, smiling.
“Okay, good night,” I say, kissing him.
“Good night, mate,” he says when our lips finally part.
***
The following morning Theo and I leave very early. We spend about two hours in the air before landing. We’re in the car on our way to a place only Theo knows what or where it is.
I look away from my window when I hear the driver talking to someone. I look ahead and realize we’re in front of a huge iron gate
