Tristan’s POV I woke up feeling lighter than usual. The air in my room was still, quiet, and for the first time in a while, my mind wasn’t storming. I’d slept well, no calls, no emergencies, no drama. Just rest. I got up, showered, and dressed in a navy suit, white shirt, no tie. I wanted to feel sharp but not stiff. I checked my reflection one last time in the mirror before stepping out.I walked into the dinning area, it was quiet and calm. Henri had left for work already, my father was busy in his study. My mother was out for a business meeting. And Olivia had gone out for a shoot. I met only Lea eating alone at the dining table.“Good morning,” I greeted with a huge smile on my face.“Morning,” Lea greeted back. Looking at me surprisingly.“Someone is in a good mood, this morning.” She said “Oh yes I am, you look like you’re heading to the court today” I said.“I’m glad you’re happy. I have a court case by 11am, I have to be in court.” “That’s good, I’m glad you’ve resumed.
Tristan’s POVThe sky got darker, and it was time to go home.We got into the car, and we headed straight to the Gael mansion. Louise had been quiet since we left the lookout point. I could tell she had a lot on her mind that was bothering her.Her finger still gently brushing against mine, she didn’t speak much, but she didn’t need to. I could tell being with me, being seen, made her feel at peace. And that was all she needed in this chaos, peace.As she unbuckled her seatbelt, I walked around and opened the door for her. She gave me a soft smile as she stepped out.“Thanks for coming to steal me,” she said, smiling from ear to ear.“You don’t need to thank me. I’d do it over again if I have to,” I replied with a grin.Before I could say goodbye, the front door opened. It was Louis Gael. He stepped out, still in his suit from the day. He looked surprised, then pleased.“Tristan, it’s good to have you here,” he said, walking towards us. “You’re just in time for dinner. Join us.”“Good
It rained the whole night, and it was morning already. The rain had stopped, but the sky still looked like it hadn’t made up its mind. I sat by my window, arms folded still thinking about all the things I read about Tristan online. It had been quiet since morning, way too quiet. I picked up my phone and it was a notification from Tristan. A text message: Tristan: Good morning Lou, I hope you slept well? I didn’t know what to say, I was still confused about the whole situation, but I just had to trust Tristan. Me: Good morning Tris, I slept well. Did you ? Tristan: Yes, I did. What’s the plan for today? Me: Nothing. Just going to be home today. Off to work already? Tristan: Yes, the driver will be taking me today. I’m not in the mood to drive. Me: Okay. Have a beautiful day Tristan: You too, Lou. I dropped my phone on my bed and suddenly there was a knock on my door. Ms. Agatha came in with a cup of coffee. “Good morning Ms. Gael,” she greeted. “Good morning, Ms Agatha
Tristan’s pov The sun hadn’t even climbed fully into the sky when I woke up. My room was quiet. Too quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, ran my hands through my hair, and reached for my phone. The first thing I did was call the florist to confirm the bouquet had been sent out to Louise.“Yes, Mr. Pierre,” the woman on the other end said. “It was delivered early this morning, just as requested.”I nodded and ended the call.Good.I showered, dressed in a crisp white shirt and navy pants, and headed downstairs for breakfast. The smell of fresh croissants, butter, and eggs filled the air. Clara had instructed the staff to prepare a full spread, but I wasn’t in the mood for all that.Henri was already at the table, sipping coffee and scrolling through his phone.“Morning,” he said, eyes still on his screen.“Morning.”I poured myself some coffee and joined him at the table. The silence was comfortable until he looked up.“Don’t forget,” Henri said, “your suit testing is at noon.”“I reme
Louise’s POVI was still in bed when my phone buzzed beside me.Lea: Hey, love. Today’s the day! Ready to find your dream dress? ❤️💍I blinked twice before I smiled. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. Elodie burst into my room without even knocking.“You’re going dress shopping today!” she squealed. “Please tell me I can come.”“You already dressed up?” I laughed.She did a little spin. “Obviously. I’ve been waiting for this day since I came. Come on, let’s get ready!”She dragged my blanket off and handed me a light-blue top and jeans. Nothing fancy. Simple and easy, just how I liked it. I got up and quickly changed, brushing my hair into a low bun. I wasn’t trying to impress anyone today. I just wanted to get through it.Still, the butterflies were there.Not the happy kind.The kind that came from the way people had been talking since the news broke.The rumors.About me. About Tristan.About everything.I was quiet as we got into the car. Elodie kept chatting, playing music on her
Tristan’s POV I rolled over and reached for my phone. It was barely 7:30 a.m., but I wanted to make sure everything had gone smoothly. I called the florist. “Good morning, Raphael’s Private Florist. How may I help you?” “This is Tristan Pierre. I just want to confirm if the delivery I ordered for Louise Gael was sent this morning.” “Oh yes, Mr. Pierre. The bouquet went out exactly as scheduled. A large set of fresh white lilies and soft pink roses, with the card message you left. It should be arriving right about now.” “Good. Thank you.” I hung up and sat at the edge of my bed, running my hands through my hair. I hoped the flowers made her smile. Louise had a quiet sadness to her, the kind that lingered even when she wasn’t saying anything. And after everything, the meeting, the stares, the way Clara looked at her, I wanted her to know she wasn’t alone in all this. By the time I stepped into the dining room, Henri and Lea were already seated. “Morning,” I said. “Look who’s f