Chapter One Hundred-Four

It was the first Friday evening in his life that Roth Dimitri had spent not in the studio. Tristan was with Eleanor in the room, and Roth was in his own room, giving them some privacy, and he hated it.

He had gotten so used to being with Tristan the whole week that now he did not like even a moment of being away from him. He missed Tristan’s company. He thought of what they would be doing right now if Tristan was well.

They would be in the studio, recording their secret show. He remembered Craig and started to feel that familiar sensation of guilt. For some reason, Roth blamed himself for Tristan’s kidnap, because he was the one who had brought Craig into Tristan’s life. And he knew that he was somewhat, even indirectly, linked to Craig’s feelings of resentment for Tristan.

But, thankfully, now Tristan was found. A soft smile spread on Roth’s face remembering Tristan’s expression when he had finally seen Roth for the first time after being retrieved.

His smile faded as soon as he