ANA'S POV
The walk back to my room was silent and I struggled not to bump into anyone on the way despite the brewing tears in my eyes but as luck would have it, I suddenly bumped into someone with a gasp, the sudden movement making me halt.
“Woah…” The person exclaimed, taking a step back to look at me. “Luna?”
My eyes fell on the person. “Tristan”
He nodded and placed his hands in his pockets, his face passive. “Didn't expect to run into you in this…state…” His tone wasn't condescendingㅡ Just curious.
I immediately wiped the corner of my eyes with the sleeves of my dress, refusing to care if it seemed unladylike or anything. “It's nothing, I just got something in my eye” I brushed it off with a casual shrug but the look in his eyes told me he wasn't buying it.
“You sure?” He raised
