After threatening Oliver, Tristan teleported back to his room. It was 5 in the morning now! Tristan felt more tired than ever, as he had not slept for three days straight. He fell over his bed and shut his eyes tight.
Ivy, on the other hand, wasn’t able to sleep a wink that day. She started regretting her decision of refusing the deal. Now she was more than sure that she would not be able to escape from this golden cage that Tristan had imprisoned her in—neither could she go out. Her life was in grave danger.
The best thing for her to do would be to accept Tristan’s offer. So she ran into him only to find it to be empty. She waited and waited in his room, but he didn’t return. She got fed up and sat down on the couch that was on the corner of the room. Still, he didn’t come, even though
