I followed Tristan down the stairs, my heart beating fast in my chest. I couldn't believe what had just happened, and the shock of it all was still coursing through my veins. Tristan motioned for me to sit in the corner with him, and I obliged, my eyes locked on Harold, who didn’t seem bothered about my existence.
Just a few minutes ago, it was like the world revolved around us but now, there was no sign of love at all.
Where did the care and concern vanish? Rescuing from the roof would have been the perfect opportunity for us to make up because of his nonchalant attitude but he just did not care.
He was really putting me in a difficult situation and I did want to be delusional about the whole thing that he was going through a jealous phase.
What happened to marking his territory? He h
