Chapter 88
I opened my mouth, to say no, to tell him that I’d emped every single moment of last night, that it was never a mindre to me that as pr
pretend it didn’t happen
but the words wouldn’t come Something else came out instead, something that felt like swallowing my team we
“Yes, that’s how I feel, I said, lowering my face so he couldn’t see the lie wen all over it
When I forced myself to lift my gaze and lock eyes with him, I made sure my expression was perfectly controlled. I see you only kis
friend
The words came out steady and clear, accompanied by what I hoped looked le a genuine smile, Inside, I was serkansing. Inside, I was dying fiel with ench syllable that came out of my mouth.
Tristan searched my face for any sign that I was lying, but I’d gotten good aiding my true feelings over the years.
Survival with Dazon had required me to become an expert at showing people hat they wanted to see instead of what I actually lost.
Alright. If that’s how you feel,” he said finally, reaching for the plate in my stretched hands.
His fingers brushed mine as he took it, and I had to fight not to shiver at the contact. Everything about him affected me, even the smallest touch.
I picked up my own plate and we moved to the dining room in silence. The jet stretched between us, filled with all the things we weren’t saying to
each other.
This was exactly what I’d been trying to prevent, but somehow I’d made it wase. The awkwardness was so thick you couldn’t cut it with a knife.
When are you racing again?” I asked, desperate to fill the silence with something, anything.
“Was supposed to be tonight, but I’m not sure that’s possible anymore, he replied, not looking up from his barely touched food.
“Why not?”
He didn’t answer with words, but the way he looked at me said everything. I was planning to stay home because of me, because he thought I needed watching after last night.
‘You don’t have to stop doing what you love for me, I said quickly, ‘I can take care of myself.”
I love… spending time with you too, he said, and something in his tone me my chest fight.
I know you do. Let’s do this then we can go visit Orion and Sarah, and the Ell watch you race. I tried to sound enthusiastic, like this was just a fus sibling activity,
You want to watch me race? He looked genuinely surprised.
Yes, of course. I love watching my brother race,
“Have you ever seen Orion race?‘ he asked, and something about the question confused me.
“No, I haven’t. But I’ve seen you.”
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Chapter 88
Right. Me. His voice was flat, emotionless.
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I nodded, raising an eyebrow at his strange tone. What did he mean by that? Wasn’t he my brother anymore? Hadn’t he spent years reminding me that we were family whenever I got too close?
He stood up abruptly, his food barely half–eaten.
‘Where are you going?”
‘I’m done eating.”
I looked at his plate in shock. “But you haven’t eaten anything yet and that’s your best food.”
“I lost my appetite.”
I sat there staring as he walked to the kitchen, dumped his food in the trash washed his plate with sharp, angry movements, and headed for the stairs.
He’d never rejected his food especially not this meal, even when he was ang That was the only to get Tristan to forgive you without words, prepare one of his favorite meal.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
