FAZER LOGINTristan's POV
I arrived last night back at home. I was still hopeful about Elona and getting her back. I really hope she takes me back this time. I was still off from work and I took my phone from the bedside table and went to Eric's contact.
Me: Is Elona at the apartment? I would like to come over and talk to her...win her back.
I hit send, and then I went to the lounge as I waited for his reply.
Elona's POVThunder made me jump as I scrolled through my phone, looking through the website of VFS. I was sitting comfortably on the sofa. Rain began to pour, and I just wanted to get into bed with this kind of weather. My heart wasn't on Tristan this evening. I was preparing myself for VFS because I have to go to them and start my career. I do feel nervous, but I think I will be able to do this. I shouldn't doubt myself."I'm leaving now," Spooky walked into the lounge, pulling his black jacket collar up, preparing himself for the rain."Are you at least going to take a cab in this storm?" I asked. He was going to join someone for a night out who works with him in photography."I'm taking a cab, don't worry," he gave me a reassuring smile."Good to know. And be safe on the road.""I will be safe, and I will see you later," he smiled before
Tristan's POVI arrived last night back at home. I was still hopeful about Elona and getting her back. I really hope she takes me back this time. I was still off from work and I took my phone from the bedside table and went to Eric's contact.Me: Is Elona at the apartment? I would like to come over and talk to her...win her back.I hit send, and then I went to the lounge as I waited for his reply. And then my phone chimed, alerting me of the text. I looked at my screen, and it was Eric's reply.Eric: She isn't here. She went to the usual coffee shop with her Dad. I thought you were in Southampton?Me: I came back because I need to speak to her. I will see if I find them at the coffee shop.I hit send, and then I shoved my phone into my jeans pocket, grabbed my car keys from the kitchen counte
Tristan's POVIt pained me to see Elona and not get much from her when I was at her apartment, but what did I expect? I wanted to hold her so badly, to feel her, but that wouldn't happen. I sat on the edge of the hotel bed, my head hanging with my shoulders sagged as if I was defeated. She defeated me. Was the text even a bad idea?I let out a heavy breath as I stood up from the bed and walked out of the hotel room. I needed some air. At this point, I thought being in Southampton would change my feelings or change my outlook on life, but the hurt just doesn't go away. I don't know how to deal with this. I have barely dealt with the loss and pain from losing Estelle and our unborn baby and now this...this was a punch to my gut.I walked down the street, it was a busy day and I found myself walking to the familiar spots that Estelle and I loved. Memories from our marriage, how in love we were and how an as
Elona's POVSpooky had texted me if I was at the apartment and I told him that he was more than welcome to come around. I tidied up the lounge a bit, although there was nothing much to tidy up. I still felt hollow after that text from Tristan. I struggled to fall asleep as I reread it over and over again until I eventually fell asleep. He was really giving up on us, and he made it final... in a way. I just have to let it go because what if I can't forget what he did or might do or say again?There was a knock on the door as I neatly placed a scattered cushion on the sofa, and then I went to the front door, opening it. "Hey," I could literally feel myself light up seeing Spooky standing in front of me with a smile. A backpack slung over his shoulder and his hands were in his pants pockets.
Tristan's POVI drank the rest of the evening just wanting to numb my feelings, especially after that text I sent to Elona last night. She just didn't respond to me, but she did read it. I really do need to get away from this place. There are too many reminders in this place. Being alone in this place with no one around would probably be my own downfall after years of grief. It was just work and Cris that kept me occupied.With a sigh, I checked my phone but still nothing from no one. I stood up from my bed. I didn't even know what time it was exactly that I came to bed. I went over to my closet and started to pack a bag for Southampton. As I packed, my feelings were still the same, but then a knock on the door made my heart race just a little. I left my packing and walked all the way to the front door in hopes that it would be Elona.I opened the door, and I was met with disappointment. "Eric, what are
Elona's POVThe little drive to my apartment was silent. My father didn't ask anything about my visit to my mother's gravesite. I didn't even tell him about Tristan. I can't believe how he can still go back to being friends with the man who broke my heart. I guess my Dad knows him better because they knew each other for years, from college times already if I remember correctly.We pulled up in front of my apartment. There are apartments with the same designs next to them and stairs on the side leading to the top floor apartments. I kept staring at it even in this darkness, not moving an inch. "Are you okay?" my Dad asked.I sucked in a breath as I felt hollow inside, especially from the uninvited visitor at my mother's gravesite earlier. "I just wished that I hadn't d







