With his eyes wide open Tristan laid on the hospital bed staring at the ceiling above, blankly.
The moment he woke up there had been an uncertain feeling stirring in his heart which he wasn't able to forget.
He saw Ashley in his dream. The way she looked at him with those yearning eyes, those beautiful yet painful smiles, the way she started to walk away from him when he tried to reach her and those words she said with utmost faith made him feel uneasy.
He had been asking for her, but no one gave him any answer, and that made him wonder if something wasn't right.
As he kept looking ahead with his unfazed gaze, the door of his room clicked opened and Grace walked in along with Trevor.
The moment he noticed their presence his eyes fluttered and he immediately turned towards their direction.
Grace gasped when their eyes met. The way he had been staring at her gave her mixed signals, but she managed to maintain her composure.
