A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
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“Daughter?”
“Tristan has a daughter?”
I sat up in my seat still trying to digest what he just said.
“Uhm…I thought he told….”
“Ohh, he never did.”
He muttered in realization and looked outside the window.
“Nadia is his daughter?”
I asked like I needed more convincing. I didn’t expect it to be this?
“I’m sure he is not ready to talk about it.”
“What happened to her?”
“I’m sorry I can’t tell you anything. You have to wait for Tristan to tell you himself.”
This whole waiting thing was starting to get more annoying.
“Okay, ” I said and stood up to leave. I grabbed my small bag and hung it over my shoulder.
“You’re leaving already?”
“I’m really sorry but I need some time alone. This is too much to take in.”
“He cares about you, Chloe.”
I ignored him and reached for the front door.
“Chloe wait.”
Adrian trailed behind, I stopped and turned around.
“Thank you for inviting me out Adrian but I need to think this through.”
“You should know this is a painful topic for him. You’re only gonna push him away if you keep trying to force it out of him.”
He said not coming after him.
A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
I entered the car and drove off not looking back.
“Nadia is his daughter, he has a daughter?”
I wished I never asked. Maybe it was better staying in the dark, now I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
I decided to call Vina, I didn’t want to be close to Tristan with the different emotions I was feeling right now.
I grabbed my phone and called her, she picked on the first ring.
“Holà!”
“Are you home?”
“Si, are you coming? Please say yes.”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes, Vina.”
I said and she screamed in excitement.
“Wait, you don’t sound excited. Is everything okay?”
“Not really, I will tell you everything when I get there.”
I mumbled and ended the call.
A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
It was twenty minutes drive from where I was.
I parked the car and put some Cheetos in my mouth before coming out of the car.
I adjusted the green floral dress I wore, the warm breeze was not doing me any good. I dragged the dress down and walked to the large doors.
She hugged me immediately she opened the door. I hugged her back and refused to pull away, I really needed the hug.
“Are your parents home?”
I asked as I wrapped my arms around her small frame.
“No.”
She whispered.
She smiled at me when we separated, she dragged me into the house and shut the door.
“I think I messed up. I feel so awful but at the same time I feel so angry.”
I said as we both slumped on the sofa.
“I really suck at this.”
I groaned, placing my head on her laps.
” So, I’m going to be your therapist today.”
“And my best friend, ” I told her.
“Okay, so tell me what happened.”
“I tricked Adrian into telling me about Nadia.”
“Oh shit, let me guess, you didn’t like what you discovered?”
“Yes, I wished I never asked.”
“Who is she?”
“His daughter?”
“Dmn, ” she whispered.
“She is somehow connected to his health issues.”
“Is she dead?”
“I don’t even know, and now I just feel like I invaded his personal space.”
“He’s going to be so mad when he finds out you went behind his back and did some digging.”
“Wow, what a therapist you are.”
I said and she shrugged.
“He needs help and I wanna help.”
“By reminding him of Nadia, great idea.”
Vina said with sarcasm.
“You could call it exposure therapy but that’s not what I’m trying to do. He won’t talk to me, it makes me angry. I really want him to open up to me.”
I whispered.
“Girl, it’s not that easy. He went through shit and he thinks it’s better to keep it to himself, he’ll open up eventually if you stop being a detective.”
“Tristan is going to be so mad, ” I said looking up at the tall ceiling.
“It’s gonna be fine.”
She whispered stroking my hair, it made me sleepy.
“It’s all about patience.”
She said sounding like the therapist I wanted.
“Too bad I wasn’t born with that.”
I mumbled.
“You love him and he loves you, wait for him.”
“Let’s not make conclusions here.”
“You sounded so happy when you were telling me about that night.”
“Stop.”
I grumbled. My phone started ringing.
“Who is it?”
Vina asked when she saw the look on my face.
“Tristan.”
“Do you think Adrian told him?”
“He won’t, he’s better than that.”
Vina defended him with a smile.
“I can’t.”
I dropped the phone on the couch, watching it ring.
Vina picked the phone and answered the call. I groaned and buried my face in my palms.
A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
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