Chapter 113 I only care about you

So, Tristan and Nova spent the whole night keeping Ivy company. They gently soothed her until she finally settled down and fell asleep. "Are you asleep yet?" Tristan's voice, low and soft, cut through the silence of the night. He was all curled up on the couch, which looked pretty funny given how tall he is. Even in the dark, Nova could clearly picture him there. It was like stepping back in time to three years ago when Tristan spent over two months on that same couch, keeping her company. "I…Not yet," Nova said, hesitating. She wasn't really eager to talk to Tristan, but the memories of their past were like a magnet, drawing her in against her will. "Do you really not remember anything?" he asked. "What do you think I should remember?" Nova's response was vague, her tone slightly challenging, making it hard for Tristan to read her true feelings. He hoped she would remember their shared times—both the laughter and the tears, memories that belonged just to them. But at the same