NATALIA
We had just returned home when I saw a familiar car parked outside. It was my car, and my brother was casually waiting by the side.
Tristan and I looked at each other. The moment we shared last night almost made me forget the problems we escaped from. I expected they would ask someone to bring back my things and car, but I didn’t expect Xavier to personally go here!
My anxious thoughts were cut when Tristan held my hand. “Don’t worry, I’ll explain the situation if I have to.”
He was about to get out of the car, but I promptly stopped him. “Wait, please don’t tell him about Lorelei.”
“I could take it. I told you I’ll take responsibility for this.” He answered. Tristan seemed to have taken it as me trying to protect him. I do, but aside from that, I just have the feeling that we
