*Ella POV*
I bring over 4 mugs of coffee and the scene around the dining table is the weirdest thing I have ever seen. It is like someone has printed out computer altered aged versions of Theo, of varying degrees, they all have such similar features and their blue eyes are identical.
Not that I ever had any doubt but I am pretty surprised at how well Theo is going to age. Even his grandfather who must be pushing 70 is a stunner and could definitely be called a silver fox, or a silver wolf to be precise.
Chris and Theodore just stare at Theo unblinkingly. Theo just looks between the 2 not sure what to say. I set the coffees down in front of all of them.
I sit next to Theo and tell the story as far as I know. I feel like the story telling from an outsider might be better. Less emotional
