SELENE
“He’s gone again…” I murmured to myself under my breath as I stabbed at a piece of bacon with my fork. It was perfectly crisp and smoky, but I barely tasted it.
The plate in front of me was half full, but I was already losing interest in eating.
I stared at the seat next to me as if Tristan would suddenly appear in it despite the fact that I knew he would not.
Recently, Tristan had been busy…busier than he had been since I got here…and for some reason he refused to tell me why.
I guess I got used to his presence. The way he would drape his arm around my waist when I sat beside him. The way his eyes softened whenever he looked at me, even when he thought I was not paying attention…it felt lonely eating all my meals alone with nobody but myself to talk to especially when I barely
