~ TRISTAN ~
“Has she arrived at the hotel yet?”
“Yes, sir.” Rob said with a polite bow of his head, taking his leave.
I heaved a sigh of relief that she had agreed to return. It was so stupid of me to have angrily left her and returned then ask someone to bring her here.
Sleep had felt so difficult last night because my mind kept racing through the words I had said to her. Of course I didn’t mean any of them and didn’t intend to say them but I had to. I was starting to get too close to her and I didn’t want that at all.
I got out of the car, walked into the hotel and used an elevator to convey me to our hotel room floor.
I was starting to think I was being excessively mean to her and though I didn’t want it to, it was hurti
~ HAZEL ~I had come to the realization that I couldn’t force Tristan to love me. If he claimed he felt nothing for me and could say such mean words to me like I had no emotions, like I was a useless piece of trash, then it was going to be so stupid to force myself into this.If he wasn’t going to apologize or still insisted that he wasn’t interested in loving me then I was definitely not going to bother him anymore, I wasn’t going to be desperate for his so-called “love”.He had to know what it felt like to be ignored, to be insulted. If after everything, he still wasn’t going to apologize or change then I was going to give up, I was going to ignore Charlotte and Kye’s advice to bear with him.
~ TRISTAN ~Thanks to excessive work I had bombarded myself with to stop myself from going crazy— craziness from Hazel, else I would’ve been dead from frustration.It had been a whole damn week but she was still so cold and annoying towards me, always ignoring me, not responding to me or anything. So frustrating!!!She walked into the hotel, coming from nowhere I knew of. She was always going out without my consent. I didn’t bother to stalk her for her privacy but she was taking things too far and it had to stop. It was almost midnight and she was just arriving.Constantly raising my head from my laptop to stare at her, I noticed she was arranging her clothes into the travel bag.“Where have you been?” I gathered enough courage to ask her. I had never been hesitant to talk to anyone in my life
“I’ve never felt this relieved and great to apologize to someone.” Tristan said, shutting the door to the hotel room and switched the lights on.“I’m glad you shared your pain with me. You’ve been holding onto it for way too long. She’s probably happy with someone else, and has a good baby while you still hold on to the past.” I turned to him.He stared at me poker-faced for a few seconds then chuckled, walking to the bed.“Where were you? I was worried.”“Just roaming around, going to different clubs— a lot of men flirted with me, some of them were really hot.” I smiled.A frown formed on his face but he didn’t say anything, only taking out our pajamas from the wardrobe, throwing mine to me.“You should have a bath, I’ll order d
“I hope you aren’t forgetting anything.” Tristan asked.“No. I don’t think so…” I scanned the entire hotel room but it didn’t seem like anything here belonged to me anymore.“Are you sure?”“I think so. And you aren’t forgetting anything too?”“I’m Tristan, I don’t forget things at a hotel room— well, except one day I forgot a woman I was supposed to hook up with at a hotel room.”“Are you serious?” I laughed out loud.“Yes, and it’s all your fault. Let’s go.” He intertwined our fingers, leading me out of the hotel room.“How is it my fault?” I wondered.“It was during my 3-month trip to New Zealand.”&n
“Will you make breakfast this morning?” Mike asked, strolling into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. “Yes, I’m obviously doing that already.” I grinned. “For everyone?” “Yes.” “Including the boss?” “Yes.” I arranged the ingredients for the meal I was going to prepare on the counter while Mike leaned against it, not saying anything. I had decided to make a quick meal so it didn’t waste my time because I had to head to work. Gosh, I missed going to the bakery so much. I placed the pot on fire then left to do other things while waiting for the meal. After a few minutes, I called for a man I assumed was a worker here. “Good morning and welcome back, ma’am.” He greeted. “Good m
“Who is this?” I replied, extremely confused.“Is this Hazel?”“Who is this?” I repeated.“Bye.” The call ended.‘Confused’ couldn’t express what I was feeling. Who the hell called someone just to say 'hi' and ‘bye'?I tried calling again but the phone was switched off.I tried to recall if the voice sounded familiar for a few minutes, but it wasn’t. “It’s probably just a stupid prank call.” I shrugged, refilling the glass of orange juice I had placed on the table at the center of the three large grey sofas, opposite his main leather chairs behind the mahogany table.Taking a gulp of the juice, the door was pushed open at the exact time my phone rang again.I answered the call grouchily, feelin
(RECAP: Tristan has agreed to give their relationship a chance and things are gradually going well in their relationship. Tristan said they’ll be going to his parents' house. Hazel received a strange text from a random stranger but hides it.) *** ~ HAZEL ~ Tristan had been frowning so much throughout the drive. He had decided to drive today. I couldn’t do anything but stare at his handsome face all along since he wouldn't talk to me. “You can’t possibly stay mad at me forever.” I chuckled, earning an eerie glare from him. His anger was justified; I had been preventing him from kissing me for the past two weeks, and it was clearly pissing him off. He claimed we were starting this relationship as friends, so… I wasn't at fault here, was I? I realized it was best to not both
~ HAZEL ~My phone just wouldn't stop ringing from my pants pocket. I tried my absolute best to ignore it and sleep some more, but my brain immediately drove out of sleep after thinking of the possibility of who it could be that was calling.I tried to reach for my phone, but my movement was restricted by Tristan's arm around me.The ringing stopped, and I carefully removed his arm from around me, stealthily crawled out of the bed, tiptoed to the bathroom, and shut the door.It was a private number who had called; I received a new phone call from a private number again which I quickly answered and placed the phone on my ear with shaky hands.“H-hello?” I said quietly.“Hi, Hazel.” Indy’s voice swam into my ears.I heaved a sigh of relief with a br