Chapter 22
I waited until noon the next day before I knocked on Tristan’s door. I could feel Sara inside the apartment and knew she’d stayed there all night. I hadn’t seen Tristan yet today, so I had no idea how their talk had gone or how she’d reacted to the news about the bond. I couldn’t forget how lost she’d looked when she arrived here last night. I needed to make sure she was okay.
Tristan didn’t look surprised to see me when he opened the door. “She’s still asleep,” he said quietly as he motioned for me to come in.
“Still?”
His brow creased in concern. “I don’t think she slept well. I heard her moving around for a long time after she went to bed.”
I hadn’t slept well either. My apartment was two doors down from Tristan’s, close enough for me to feel Sara nearby. Not being able
