POV: Tristan
I watched Naomi practically rush out of the dining room.
The chair scraped lightly against the floor from how quickly she stood up and within seconds, she disappeared through the doorway.
My eyes stayed fixed there long after she was gone.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Because one second ago, she was fine and smiling with Sophie.
Then she looked at her phone and suddenly all the color disappeared from her face.
Like she had seen a ghost and was ready to faint.
I slowly leaned back against my chair while rubbing my thumb lightly against my jaw.
The look in her eyes…
I had seen that look so many times.
It was definitely fear.
That wasn’t stress.
That wasn’t exhaustion.
That was fear.
The sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts as Lucy walked out of the k
