Finding out the truth

Leah scoffed and walked away while Gianna slowly walked into the room. She saw Tristan standing in front of his window, his hands thrust into his pocket as she stared out.

Gianna stood behind him, few miles away and sighed softly. "I'm.... deeply sorry for being rude...boss." she mumbled, staring at at him.

Tristan was silent. He didn't turn, bulge or say anything.

Gianna tucked her hair behind her ear nervously and shrugged. "Okay fine. Do whatever you want to me. Punish me or anything. I deserve it. I shouldn't have spoken to you that way."

Silence.

Gianna sighed and turned. When she got to the door, she heard Tristan's deep sigh and turned.

"Even though you attacked me with your words, it's still true. I've never felt what it is like to have a mother. Never even imagined what it is like." Tristan mumbled, still staring out of the window.

Gianna was feeling very bad now. She wanted to slap herself for making him feel this way. She couldn't believe that some body so mean and cruel c