Chapter 19

I slept much more soundly this time. When I finally woke up, it was already noon. As I looked up, I noticed an IV drip in my hand, and a nurse was checking my blood pressure. I shifted and asked, "Where's Tristan?" The nurse gave me a puzzled look. I quickly corrected myself, "I mean, where's Mr. Zook?" She smiled and replied, "Mr. Zook left for work early this morning. He should be back soon." I couldn't help but smile. The thought of waking up to see Tristan brought me joy. Yet something felt off. Why was I so eager to see a man I had only met yesterday? Could it be that I was already falling for him? This thought made me feel intensely awkward. Maybe Chloe was right. I was a hopeless romantic. After everything I'd endured with Jameson, I had become the laughingstock of the elites. And now, here I was, falling for Tristan so easily. I wanted to slap myself. Thankfully, the nurse finished checking my IV and left the room before she could see the look on my face. I looked ar