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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE - The Ones Who Stay
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Forced into his world CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE - The Ones Who Stay
Tristan’s POV After the meeting, I walked Louise to the car. We didn’t say much. Just held hands for a moment. She smiled at me, a real one, not forced. I opened the door for her, and she slid in quietly. Her father gave me a nod before driving off. I stood there for a while, watching the car disappear down the road. Then I sighed and got into mine. The drive home was quiet. The streets were mostly empty, lights from the stores glowing like soft stars. I turned the music down low and let my thoughts run wild. The meeting had gone better than I expected, but it was still heavy. My mother. Olivia. The things they said. The way Louise held herself. The way she spoke. She was strong. I saw it in the way she didn’t flinch. In the way she replied to my mother with respect but didn’t let her words go unchallenged. The way she reminded all of us that she didn’t come to be accepted. She came because she knew her worth. By the time I got home, I was tired. Not just in my body, but in my mi
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