Tristan’s P.O.V

I stood there, stunned. The words didn’t land at first, not the way they should’ve. My lips parted, but no sound came out. I blinked, trying to piece it all together.

I turned to Sophia again, waiting, hoping she’d say something, anything. But she just stood there, looking at me like I was some painful chapter she was finally closing. And when she leaned just slightly into Nathaniel’s side, when his hand curled protectively around hers, I knew I hadn’t ...