Chapter 8
It was almost a week before Tristan came to visit. Sam had just about given up on him ever coming back, and it has been the most miserable few days. He couldn’t bear how badly he had hurt him, but couldn’t see how he could ever fix it. He had tried being as honest as he could, tried explaining, but all he had managed to do was turn Tristan from a shy, loving man into a cold aristocrat. He wasn’t sure if Tristan would ever come and visit him again. He had been out a few times, but then worried that Tristan may come when he wasn’t in, so a few days had been spent waiting. Sitting, waiting, and worrying until he felt he could wait no longer. He had put all his belongings into a bag, left the things that belonged to Tristan, and started to plan. On his jaunts he had located a small,
