Carol’s POV
Triston wasn’t talking to me. I know I was too rude for him, but reminding him of the reality was necessary. I tried to speak to him for few times, but he didn’t care about my presence. The interesting thing is he did all the duties he did before for me, like carrying me to the bathroom, giving me my medicine on time, taking care of my meals, and other infrastructure for me. When I got my menstrual pain, he pressed a warm water bag on my lower abdomen and woke me up until I fell asleep.
With this everything, I forgot to talk about Zane and Bethany. How can I talk to him now when he was not ready to talk to me? There was nothing to do and I felt a little hungry. My mind says to eat something a little spicy with tea. If I go to the kitchen, I’ll be able to make something for m
