LAUREEN'S POV
As I walked to my personal room that night, I knew deep inside me that I was making the wrong choice. After Joel had left, I should've gone back up and spoken to Tristan about it, but somehow I did not have the strength for all that drama and so I went to have my peaceful sleep in my almost empty room.
Two weeks had passed and I had rarely seen my husband eye to eye. He was home but he wasn't home. For two weeks, Tristan stayed in his study only stepping out when necessary and only Mrs Dorris took his daily meal to him.
On the third night after that night of the incident with Laura, I had finally returned to our room but when he had come in and seen me on the bed, he took something from the table and went out again. That night, he did not come back to the room and I spent
