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 ...