POV: Tristan
I was still sitting in my office when I heard the front door closing shut.
It wasn’t loud.
The front door wasn't even close to my office for the sound to reach my ears easily. But I still heard it.
Clear.
Sharp.
And final.
She was gone.
I leaned back slightly in my chair, my eyes fixed on the door in front of me, even though there was nothing there to see.
My jaw tightened.
Naomi.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around the whole second job thing?
And at night too?
Four times a week?
It didn’t make sense.
I even went out of my way and had offered to pay her more than enough just so that Sophie would be herain and only responsibility.
My fingers tapped once against the armrest before I stopped myself and let out a slow breath.
“She should be focused on Sophie…” I
