Tristan gasp like a dying fish, trying to form a word but failed, when he saw how hurt she was when she said those words. For someone who didn't know her might look at her as someone who was trying to scare him with her displeasure.
But for him, she looked like a fragile girl who tried to hide her fear behind her strong face. Her eyes which looked his way had so much concern for him but she tried it hide behind her anger.
Slowly climbing down the bed Tristan walked to her and stood like a huge wall hiding her entire frame behind his body.
He could see her lips tremble in anger and fear and he felt miserable for scaring her that way. He should've known, it was so stupid to do in the first place.
His downcast eyes looked at her as he reached his hand under her chin and made her look up.
