sensitive

Tristan's POV

I've been trying hard to convince her, but she never pays attention to my words.

_Should I change my plans? If I change my plans she would definitely notice and when she finds out, I'll be doomed. On a second thought sticking to my plan is a better idea, playing the loving and caring Tristan who cares for the people and sends supplies to them, how pathetic? I can't wait to watch how they will be when my plan becomes successful _ these thoughts made me smile, staring into her eyes, I loved the way I controlled Aria with my words. She was sitting on the balcony, staring into the deep forest that was miles away.

“You're admiring nature, huh?” I uttered in a mild tone.

“Yes, nature's expedient beauty, it marvels me whenever I sit here it's beauty springs forth differently” She conceded with her mind totally fixed on it.

“There's nothing here that has changed, just people taking fruits and cutting down tress, I'm afraid it's what I can see” I uttered in a mild tone, laughing