The phone rang, bringing both of us back to our senses.
Tristan pulled out his phone, sighing heavily, he answered it.
"Yes mother,"
"Yes,"
"I don't think it was needed,"
He kept answering while ushering me to the sofas. Light brown they were in colour and the curtains too, A large LED in the front, wooden floor, cream walls, It was nice and warm to be honest, I liked it.
"Mother, I needed some alone time with my wife before I delved into these issues, I would highly request you to not disturb, See you soon,"
Saying this he cut the call, sitting on the sofa, along with me.
"What was she saying?" I asked.
"Random stuff, you need to bother my love," His tone had changed into more of lost and blank.
"Was it about me?" I asked looking down.
"Hmmm, That too, but I couldn't
