POV: Naomi
The moment I walked out of Tristan’s office building, the cool morning air brushed against my skin softly.
But in all honesty?
I barely even noticed it.
My mind was too crowded with loud thoughts.
Too loud for me to comprehend.
I walked slowly toward the road with my mind completely disconnected from everything around me.
All I could think about was Tristan and the things he told me upstairs.
The things he trusted me enough to know.
Family secrets weren’t small things.
Especially not secrets like his.
And somehow…
He told me anyway.
I swallowed hard while wrapping my arms lightly around myself as I continued walking.
Because I understood exactly how difficult something like that was.
I knew because I had done the same thing.
I trusted him enough to tell him about
