TRISTAN'S POV
Greene's fist collided with my jaw, causing me to stumble back a bit before regaining my balance.
"This is useless. Tristan, your mind isn't even here. I feel like I'm sparring with myself! You keep zoning in and out and you haven't even landed a single hit in almost two hours. Seriously, brother, where's your head at? Is this about Luna Thalia?" Greene asked as he started to take off the wraps on his fingers, and I sighed.
"They haven't found her, Greene. No one knows where she is. There's no trace of her anywhere. It's almost like she doesn't want to be found."
Not like that would come as a shocker to me; she probably left because of me, and I can't believe this is coming from me, but after the way I treated her, I wouldn't blame her one bit.
Actually, that's not quite
