Tristan hadn’t slept for the last two days. A Vampire’s body tends to get weaker without sleep in the long run. But at this rate, he could care less about sleep.
He was so worried about Ivy. Now he could hear her sobs coming from the room next to him. He hated himself for that! All he wanted was to keep her safe, he didn’t mean to traumatize her like this. After a while, he thought that he had too much, so he went to her without even knocking on the door. His heart almost melted when he saw her sitting crouched on the floor with her head pressed over her knees.
Ivy knew that Tristan had come to see her, still, she didn’t look up at him. What was the use in talking to him anyway?
“Barbie girl,” Tristan called her, hoping that she would look at him—but she didn’t.
“Just tell me what shou
