My head spun again as I tried to think of how I knew this guy.
It all seemed weird how it felt like I knew some of them even when I could have sworn I had never met them.
Then it suddenly clicked.
"I know you!" I exclaimed, "You were in that picture of me and Damian!"
"Yes, I am one of the men in the pictures," he said as he bowed to me. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Tristan's head whipped to Gaston, and for some reason I saw a look of rage cross his features.
Did I say something wrong?
Bam!
It all looked like a blur, but just as one minute passed, Tristan was sitting by my side. The next, he had his hands tightly wrapped around Gaston's neck.
"What did you just say to her? Don't lie to me," Tristan growled, tightening his grip as I watched with wide eyes. "Tell me the truth!"
