TRISTIN'S POV"Oh, come on," she teased, rolling her eyes. "You can't tell me you didn't notice the chemistry.""Sophie, please," I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I have a lot of work to do.""Alright, alright," she said, holding up her hands in mock surrender. "But you know, they'd make a cute couple."I didn't dignify that with a response, but as she walked away, I couldn't help but think about what she said. Aaron and Eva... a cute couple. The thought made my stomach churn.The next day, I was heading to the cafeteria for a quick coffee break. I spotted Eva and Aaron sitting together, chatting and laughing. I felt a pang of something unpleasant—jealousy, I realized. It was stupid, but there it was."Mind if I join you?" I said, trying to keep my tone light as I approached their table.Eva looked up, surprised. "Sure, Tristin. Have a seat."Aaron gave me a friendly nod. "Hey, Tristin. How's it going?""Good, thanks," I replied, forcing a smile as I sat down. "What are you tw

TRISTIN'S POV“Tristin, I’m really sorry. Maybe we can reschedule?”I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my frustration in check. “Fine. Reschedule it, then,” I said, my voice clipped. “But don’t make a habit of canceling on me for him.”With that, I turned on my heel and walked away, my anger simmering. As I headed back to my office, I could hear Aaron’s voice, low and calm, trying to reassure Eva. It only made me angrier.Once I was back in my office, I slammed the door shut, leaning against it for a moment to collect myself. I needed to get a grip. This jealousy was getting out of hand, and it was starting to affect my work. I couldn’t let that happen. But the thought of Eva spending more time with Aaron, laughing and working closely with him, was driving me crazy.I sat at my desk, staring at my computer screen but not really seeing anything. I had to figure out a way to deal with this before it spiraled out of control. Maybe Sophie was right. Maybe it was time to finally tell Eva ho

TRISTIN'S POV"Oh, look who decided to show up," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she glanced at Eva. "And she brought a friend."I forced a smile. "Yes, Aaron. He's helping with the project."Livia’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she quickly masked it with a sweet smile. "Well, it's always good to make new friends. Right, Tristin?""Right," I muttered, turning my attention back to the party.Throughout the evening, I found myself acting cold towards Eva, barely acknowledging her presence. It was childish, but I couldn’t help it. Every time I saw her with Aaron, laughing and talking, it felt like a punch to the gut.I was talking to some colleagues when I overheard Sophie and Eva chatting nearby. Sophie, ever the meddler, was clearly trying to lighten the mood."So, Eva," Sophie said loudly, "Aaron seems great. You two make a cute couple!"I could see Eva's cheeks turn pink as she stammered, "Oh, we're not... I mean, we're just working together."Aaron, standing next to her,

TRISTIN'S POVI couldn't leave any stone unturned.The next morning, I got up early, intent on making a plan to deal with everything at once. The house was eerily quiet, the sun barely peeking above the horizon. I walked outside, looking around cautiously before heading inside. It was too early for anyone to be awake yet.I wanted to go for an early morning jog to clear my mind, and I decided that the best route would be to head toward the nearest park. Since the roads were mostly empty and there weren't many people on the road, I figured the fresh air would do me good.My feet pounded against the pavement as I ran down the street, my thoughts drifting back to my engagement with Livia.I knew I shouldn't have agreed to get engaged to Livia but both our parents wanted it for their businesses, it was great for the company but I did not love Livia, and she wasn't someone I had met recently anyway so why should I bother? I knew it didn't work because the marriage wasn't serious enough,

TRISTIN'S POV"Sophie, this isn't funny!" I snapped, frustration bubbling in my chest. "You need to come down here and help me out. Bring Eva too. Maybe she can talk some sense into them."Sophie finally stopped laughing, sensing the seriousness in my tone. "Alright, alright. We'll be there as soon as we can. Just hang tight."The officer led me into the station, his grip on my arm firm. The other officers eyed me curiously as I was escorted to a small, dimly lit interrogation room. I sat down in the cold, metal chair, my mind racing with a million thoughts.After what felt like an eternity, the door opened, and a stern-looking detective walked in. He had a file in his hand and a look of determination on his face."Mr. Tristin, do you know why you're here?" he asked, his voice calm but authoritative."I have no idea," I replied, trying to keep my composure. "I was just jogging. Is that a crime now?"The detective flipped open the file and pulled out a photograph. He placed it on the t