TRISTAN'S POV
It's been a week, a very stressful week in my life, and it wasn't because I had a lot of work to do, it was stressful because I made sure I had a lot of work to keep me busy as well as my mind off the fact that I am lonely.
As much as I wanted to ignore the fact that I was missing something in my home, i tried to console myself that I had stayed alone for six years after Beryl and i didn't feel anything, not until she came.
Going to work and coming home to a quiet and lonely house is one thing that I always dreaded, and I wondered when it would end.
Truth be told, I did not even have the energy to go into Beryl's room. It felt like I had another woman on my mind and I went in to see her. It felt terrible so I stayed away from it. A room I had been addicted to for years.
