TRISTAN'S POV.
I stood silently, staring at the now-empty doorway minutes after she left. As much as I want to believe I know what I'm doing, I don't. I have no idea what to do next, what step to take from here. I'd told her to go wait for me in the room, that I'd come to her so we could talk. But talk though? What exactly are we supposed to talk about when I go to see her later? This is highly messed up.
When I made the decision to get married again, I hadn't been expecting it to turn out this way. I didn't know this was going to happen, that things would end up getting so complicated. I had hoped for this marriage to be strictly business, a mutual arrangement between me and my so-called wife. But I should have known there was going to be trouble as soon as I started to notice that Ace
