Chapter 72
Third Person's POV
A strange frustration was bubbling up in him.
Before, Trista rarely called him first on a trip, but her messages were constant, morning till night.
Ever since Samantha showed up, she hadn't sent him a single text.
Even now, gutting the house and agreeing to move back in, she hadn't bothered to tell him.
It was like she was deliberately trying to time all her moves only when he was absent.
After a short internal debate, Cassian called Trista's number.
The tension in his face eased slightly the moment she answered. "I heard you're redoing the house."
Trista's voice on the other end was surprisingly calm. "I left the second-floor master closet and your study alone. They have coded rooms with your valuable items."
Hearing her sound so compliant after all
