Chapter 41: Confrontation
Tristan noticed something was off with Layla and looked up at her, gently playing with her soft hair and fiddling with her fingers.
"What's up?"
He asked, pressing her delicate fingers to his lips for a sweet kiss.
Tristan revealed a side of himself he didn't show anyone else whenever he was alone with her. He reminded her of a clingy little puppy she used to have as a child, always wanting to be close to her. In fact, he thought it would be better for them to be glued to each other 24/7 so that they could relish every bit of physical touch.
It felt like that was how they confirmed their connection and ensured their places in each other's hearts.
Layla found his needy nature endearing and couldn't help but indulge him.
After all, feeling needed was always nice.
Plus, there were never any secrets between them.
She turned her phone around, showing him the screen. "Ashton wants to meet up with me. I guess he has something to discuss."
Tristan read the text in silence, and the war
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