I had nothing good to talk to him about. I still haven't given him the green light for collaboration with Doinel, and I don't think I ever will. I was about to refuse his request, but my father rushed to speak, making me indignant.
"I'll leave you alone, Sarah, don't take long, there's still a lot to do." He gently squeezed my hand before walking to the table without waiting for me to say a word, because he knew I was going to refuse.
I know very well why he was doing it, even though he disliked Alexander, he never supported my decision to hide Tristan's existence from him. He had hoped that I would tell him someday, and he is giving me this opportunity to make it known.
"You have to be brief, Mr. Lancaster," I said, dispelling the idea of mentioning Tristan, at least not on this occasi
