BELLA
What I found utterly mind-blowing was that there were people who loved working. Yeah, you heard me right. There were mature adults who didn't only love what they did for a living, but would do it even if they weren't paid. I had so much respect for people like that. They had apparently gotten to a stage in adulthood that I had either unknowingly skipped, or was yet to get to.
“Do you mind lending me your pen?” Tristan inquired as he stood beside my desk, grinning— yeah, weird, right?
Heaven knows I wouldn't have known he was standing there if my shoulder didn't bump into his arm.
I still kept my eyes on the screen as I handed my pen to him. “Here it is.”
“Thanks a lot, Bella.”
You know when Roslyn kept telling me Tristan had a huge crush on me, I felt she was reaching. I tho
