Chapter 49: "Do You Love Me? "

"Are you not coming back tonight?" Layla asked Tristan on the phone. He hadn't been over in days, and every time she called to check in, he just said he was working late. Whenever she texted him, his replies were always short and emotionless. After a few days of this, Layla couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "Well, I have to attend a meeting," Tristan answered, sounding a bit distracted. "Really? Are you sure it's a meeting, not just you avoiding me?" Layla closed her laptop and wandered over to the window. Outside, she noticed a black Maybach parked near the flower beds, with a tall, lean man in dark clothes leaning against it, cigarette in hand. From a distance, she could almost sense the cold emptiness surrounding him. Just a few days ago, when they last saw each other, he'd seemed perfectly fine. "Why would you think that? How could I not want to see you?" Tristan frowned, blowing out a puff of smoke. The fading sunlight cast a shadow over his striking fea