POV: Tristan
We got to the office not too long after we left the mansion.
And surprisingly—
The drive here had been quiet.
Not the uncomfortable type of silence.
Not awkward either.
It was just… Quiet.
Like both of us were too deep inside our own thoughts to actually speak.
Naomi spent most of the drive staring outside the window while absentmindedly rubbing her fingers together on her lap.
And me?
I kept stealing glances at her every few minutes without meaning to.
Because even though she sat beside me physically—
Mentally she felt miles away.
The second I parked the car in the underground garage, I turned off the engine before finally looking at her.
“Let’s go.”
She blinked slightly like she had just remembered where she was.
Then nodded.
“Okay.”
We got out of the car a
