“Tristan….” My voice came out as a croaky whisper as I placed my hand on his shoulder. He didn’t turn to face me instantly. His body stiffened and a few moments later, his shoulders slumped before he turned to face me.
My breath hitched, and a sharp stab of pain shot through my chest. His gaze was so intense that it sliced right through my soul. “I am sorry….” The words had left my lips and my hand dropped to my side before I could think.
His jaws clenched, and his eyes narrowed. “What are you doing here?”
“Tristan, I… I just wanted….”
He took a sudden step towards me. Startled, I stepped back and staggered. The envelope in my hand slipped through my fingers, swirled in the air for a moment before landing an inch away from his foot.
My heart sank as he bent down to pick it up. His
