Tristian's POV
Six Years Ago
After making sure that Ciara was nowhere near my home, I remained in my room for hours, weighing the weight of my decision and wondering if I had done the right thing.
I was still in shock. The news had hit me so hard that even going back to the FCC office was a chore. I could understand the hatred coming from Daniels and Julian, but Ciara? Somebody that I had already imagined a future with?
It was unbelievable, it hurt me in the most painful way, and I sat on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
My mother came in a few moments later bearing a tray that contained a cake and barbecue chicken wings on it. There was sauce by the side, and even though the food was enticing, I felt tired and too exhausted to eat. This was what Ciara had done to me, this
