Alina POV:
That morning, I woke up energetic and bright as the sun shone through the adorned curtains.
I got up from the bed and stretched my muscles to start the day. A genuine smile formed on my face as the events that occurred last night began to come back to me in a full blown blow.
It really shocked the living daylights out of me that Tristan could be some kind-hearted and caring when all I ever saw him as was a cold-hearted and ruthless killer, taking up just like his father.
Though these past few weeks had changed my opinion about him a little. All of these things he’s doing was so unreal to me but nonetheless was reality.
The fact that it was real was actually mind blowing to me. I could barely process this new him.
Every single second I question his motives and intentions, t
