Grace
Silence ensues on our way back to Tristin’s home. I steal occasional glances his way to find his jaw clenched and his eyes glaring out the window.
What Lily said is obviously a lie and it ticked him off. Before, I heard that she had killed Sebastian Roberto too.
But...if she has murdered Tristin’s brother and Tristin is powerful enough to make her pay...
Why is he not doing anything to her?
What is he waiting for?
“ Stop staring at me. ” Tristin mumbles.
I flinch, realizing that I forgot to take my eyes off him this time.
Awkwardly, I look out the window and watch the Roberto mansion getting closer. I thought what happened today will leave me shaken up again, but somehow, I am faring better than I expected.
Once Lily is in, Ethan will do everything to get her out. But with Tristin’s influence, it won’t be easy.
Sighing, I step out of the car once it stops in the driveway. Tristin moves past me, striding straight for the door without looking back.
My eyes narrow. It feels like the whole soft voice act was a show in front of Ethan.
Does Tristin want Ethan to think that there is something between us?
I march behind him. “ You haven’t had dinner yet, Tristin. ”
“ You can go ahead without me. ” He says dismissively.
I look around. It’s too late at night and from what I know, Alma goes to bed by this time. As for Tristin’s sister, she has stayed clear of my path since our first encounter.
“ Stop there, and come down to eat. I need to talk to you. ” I assert, standing beside the stairs.
Can I make him halt if I want? No, I can’t.
That’s why when I see him not even bothering to listen to me, I turn away and walk towards the dining room.
I should understand that I am powerless here. That thought leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
The maids have already set the table, because Luca called the house when we were on our way back from the restaurant.
I turn my plate and pause. The silence in the dining room threatens to consume my mind. I clench my fists and stare at the wall opposite me.
Maybe once I get the divorce, I should leave. Ethan can keep my inheritance if it keeps him away from me. My stomach tightens as I think about it.
But if I give it a rational thought, I shouldn’t give up what rightfully belongs to me. No matter how long it takes to get it back, I can not let Ethan keep my inheritance.
Suddenly, my view is filled with a man’s torso. I blink, glancing up at his cold face. Without sparing me a glance, Tristin takes his seat and turns his plate.
I catch glimpse of his usual spot and refrain from asking him why he is not sitting there. Because...it feels better when he is sitting in front of me and I don’t have to feel this profound loneliness.
“ She has something that can harm my family. ” Tristin hoarse voice sounds, drawing my gaze to his unfazed face.
“ Are you talking about Lily?” I whisper, watching him take out several dishes into the plate.
“ You wanted to talk about this, right? ” He asks, sliding the plate towards me and taking my empty plate.
Surprise flashes across my eyes as I look down at the filled plate. “ I— ”
“ When you are at war with people you once cared about, you need a lot of energy. ” Tristin looks up and our eyes meet. “ Eat so you have energy to fight later. ”
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