Tristan Michelson
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I was miserable.
I’d been for the past few days.
I’d expected Nicole to attend the party, but when she told me she wouldn’t be in attendance, I understood her. If I had to watch another man wrap his hand around her waist while talking to guests in public, I’d be seething. Understandably, she didn’t want to see me with Lily.
But that didn’t make me any less miserable.
I wanted to be chairman, which meant I couldn’t skip events like these and I wouldn’t mind if my mind wasn’t stuck on the blonde vixen that had taken over my head from the very day I met her.
It was torture.
“…for the next year. We’ve been putting plans in place…” I zoned out on my cousin again. I wanted to walk away from the conversation and let him drone on about next year's plans all he wanted
