STELLA
The door clicked shut behind me, and I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. The day had been long and really exhausting. Running around, setting up venues, managing last-minute changes, putting out fires. My body ached in places I didn’t even know could ache, and all I wanted was my bed.
I kicked off my heels, stretching my toes against the cool floor as I dropped my bag on the counter. The apartment was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the warm glow of the city skyline filtering through the windows. It was quiet. Peaceful.
But something felt... different.
A shiver crawled down my spine, my senses tingling with an awareness I couldn’t place. And then I saw him.
Tristan.
Standing in the middle of my living room, his bare torso catching the faint ligh
