By the time they made it to New York, it was already really late. Alina hadn't once closed her eyes, she was drowned in nothing but darkness. Nothing concerned her or even once popped up into her mind. She couldn't think, feel or speak. She also didn't have it in her to go to sleep. Even though her body needed the rest, she refused to close her eyes.
Tristan was exhausted, but he stayed up and gave his undived attention to driving. He knew he hurt her really bad, more than that but the damage had been done already. He couldn't take it back even if he wanted to, which he somewhat did want to do.
Over 30 minutes later, they arrived in front of Tristan's mansion. He had many homes across the country and some out of it, because he traveled a lot. Before he left New York and relocated at his
