Love In The Gray
Faustino shifted in his seat, ready to ask more questions, but Tristan turned to Cathrine instead.
"Excuse me, Cath," he said abruptly.
She blinked, confused. “Oh, sure,” she said, assuming he was about to leave.
But Tristan stayed put. He reached into his bag, pulled out an earpiece, and plugged it into his phone. Sliding the buds into his ears, he scrolled briefly before selecting a playlist and hitting play. Music flooded his mind, drowning out the chaos around him.
He leaned back in his chair, tilting the book slightly as if to resume reading. It was all for show. His eyes scanned the familiar text, but his thoughts were miles away.
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