"Here are your seats," The waiter smiled at us. "And here's the wine last and the menu. Enjoy,"
"Thanks," Both Tristan and I smiled as we took our seats. Tristan has booked a place for us at a very new and beautiful rooftop restaurant and bar.
There were both normal sitting areas and private cabanas for the guests and Tristan as was expected from him has booked one of the cabanas. The place was stunning with a perfect view and moody romantic decor, faint slow music in the background. It was a perfect setting for a date night and I would have enjoyed it better if I didn't discover that absurd drawer filled with bottles after bottles of pills with Tristan's names on it. Now my mind was just crowded with questions after questions and no answers. A part of me wanted to ask him about everyt
